My Two Worlds Collide - PRO Compression Socks Giveaway

As most of you know, I'm a stay-at-home Mom and a Runner. And those two worlds often collide. (Incorporating Your Kids Into Your Exercise Routine, Double Digit Stroller Miles).

So it's not surprising that I wear my PRO Compression socks to playgroups, grocery shopping or Kindermusik. They aren't just for running. If you are on your feet alot, these socks are great.

I'm giving away one pair of PRO Compression Marathon Socks. You can also use this code (PCBLG) to receive 40% off and free U.S. shipping.

The contest is from July 1 - July 9th. Good luck!

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Full Disclosure: PRO Compression provided me with a pair of socks free of charge for the purpose of providing a review. My opinions are completely my own based on my experience.

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