it was hot...
i'm going to run again tomorrow...
i'm tired...
i just wanted to go home...
it was a long day...
the dogs need me...
yeah, none of those really works, huh? oh well, i totally rocked the chick next to me. i ran waaay faster than she did. i always call the chicks that run faster than me "bitches." today, those, i was the bitch. good for me.
now, to the grocery store (in my sweaty garb) for some guilty snacks. with t out of town, i'm livin' for me and only me. so it's whatever I want tonight. plus maybe a slit-your-wrists-fantastic movie.
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