Runnin'

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Crunch…Crunch…Crunch…

 

Man, it’s humid out today… can’t blink or else the sweat will burn my eyes, just what I need…

We’re only at the mile mark?!...  This is gonna be a long race...

“That’s your new nickname, plump lump, hahaha…”

People suck… that nickname sucks even more.

Healthy eating, quitting soda, getting up an hour early everyday to jog on the treadmill…

I used to laugh at those cross country runners running by soccer practice

while everyone was laughing at me...

 

Crunch…Crunch…Crunch…

 

my legs are killing me.  This long run tomorrow is going to be hell. 

Why is this kid wearing tie dye socks during a race?... 

Ran my first mile at 5:45 pace.  Man. Well, one more mile to go. 

Better finish hard. 

Focus, Petar… Focus.

 

 

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