I had lots of energy this morning but I kept talking on the tm to Lily and Jeff and ran a pretty slow 8 miles, but when they left and nasty gray sweats Mr. T gold chains wearing guy who tries to hit on any girl that is breathing got on the tm by me, I turned up Justin Beiber and ran the last 4 a 7:50 min/mile pace. I didn't want him to think I was in any way wanting to chat.
"You have a choice. You can throw in the towel, or use it to wipe the sweat off your face." |