A Road Trip to Love

I’ve always loved running. The last time I ran a marathon I was living in Monterrey, Mexico. I wasn’t out of the closet and so signed up to run a marathon because it seemed like a good excuse to not have to go out on the weekends. It became too exhausting pretending to hit on women, trying to be someone I wasn’t. Running a marathon was a reason to avoid being set up and having to answer questions about why I didn’t have a girlfriend. “Sorry guys, can’t go out tonight. I have