How to not entirely suck at running.

Love, hearts, and sparkles -- your pelvic floor.

Yesterday was the Boston Marathon, and something I didn’t expect when I moved to my particular Boston burb is that the marathon goes right through my town.

So of course, I forced my three-year-olds to walk the .6 miles from our house to the marathon route. In my collective ~10+ years of living in the Boston area, it was my first time actually watching t…