☑Camera
☑Inhaler
☑Jogging bra
☑Nathan hand held water bottle
☑1 white running minidress with red and shiny snakeskin trim
☑1 white jumpsuit with red and shiny snakeskin trim, (including cape)
☑1 shiny red metallic belt
☑1 shiny gold belt
☑1 brown bouffant wig
☑1 black pompadour wig
☑1 pair of long, thick false eyelashes
☑temporary sideburn hair color, black
☑very frosty eyeshadow and frosty lip gloss
☑1 pair large, gold, aviator sunglasses
☑sense of humor and adventure
What? You mean your marathon checklist doesn't look like this?
Well, it should.
Tonight Sweet Baboo and I went to Wigs, Wigs, Wigs in Albuquerque. Let me tell you folks, this lady knows WIGS. She caters to everyone from alopecia sufferers to cross-dressers. She has personally be-haired (is that a word?) all manner of people, including RuPaul. My own hair should look as good as the wigs in this place.
In a small time she took a plain black short wig, and voila, Sweet Baboo had Elvis hair. Then she took a medium-length brown wig, back-combed and teased it into a large brown helmet of hair appropriate for my She-Elvis/Priscilla hybrid.
When I saw myself in the mirror, I had to say it, "It sounded just like a freight train. Y'all."
Think Patsy Cline.
Think Sally Field in, "Steel Magnolias"
Saturday I'm Santa and I'm running a 5K.
Sunday I'm She-elvis and I'm running a marathon.
When did it come to this?
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