It’s official, the Steelers are out of the running and the winter cold is blowing outside. New York City is frigid. That means it’s time to crawl up in the fetal position and cry and drown yourself in carbs. Because it’s January. You’re all about resolutions? I’m all about hibernating for the next 60 days. Ok, so yes, I am still training for the Pittsburgh Marathon in April, but that… Keep Reading
