I Ran Three Miles a Day for a Month…

…Because clearly, I hate myself. What sort of colossal dipshit would choose November, the month dedicated to overeating, to challenge themselves physically? Oh that’s right. My dad and I would. If competition, clever insults, and shin splints were classified as typical family shenanigans, ours would be the perfect case study every time. Unfortunately, this sick desire to compete and (more importantly) win at everything is…