YESH YESH VERY TOIGHT

MY CALVES FEEL LIKE THEY ARE UP IN THE BACK OF MY KNEES. I'M IN PAIN AND MY HIPS HURT AND RANDOMLY MY CALVES JUMP UP INTO THE BACKS OF MY KNEES WHILE I SIT HERE AT MY DESK. SLOWLY MY LEGS TIGHTEN TO THE POINT OF NOT BEING ABLE TO STAND UP. AND AGAIN I ASK MYSELF WHY THE HECK AM I DOING THIS? SO STUPID. YESTERDAY I RAN 19K. NOT OUTSIDE BUT AT THE GYM ON A TREADMILL. YOU WANNA KNOW HOW MUCH FUN IT IS TO RUN ON A TREADMILL FOR 2 HOURS AND 19 MINUTES? NO, NO YOU DON'T. NEITHER DO I ACTUALLY BUT I HAVE NO CHOICE BECAUSE IT WAS WAY TOO HOT YESTERDAY TO RUN OUTSIDE AND I SLEPT IN TOO LATE TO BEAT THE HEAT IN THE MORNING. THE ONLY SUPER AMAZING THING ABOUT RUNNING ON A TREADMILL IS HOW EASY THEY ARE. NO HILLS, NO CORNERS, NO DODGING STUPID PEOPLE WHO DON'T UNDERSTAND THAT THEY CAN'T WALK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FRICKIN PATH. YOU JUST NEVER GET TIRED ON THESE SUCKERS. ITS AMAZING....GOING HOME WITH A 2 HOUR AND 19 MINUTE TIME FOR RUNNING ALMOST HALF A MARATHON AND THINKING THAT I REALLY WASN'T THAT TIRED AND I COULD HAVE DONE BETTER (I HAD ENOUGH ENERGY TO DO AND ARM AND AB WORKOUT AFTER - EQUALLED OVER 3 HOURS AT THE GYM) IT REALLY TRICKS YOU INTO THINKING THAT YOU'RE A FANTASIC RUNNER AND THEN YOU WAKE UP THE NEXT MORNING AND FEEL YOUR HIPS WANT TO GIVE OUT AND TRY AND WALK THE FIRST FEW STEPS TO THE SHOWER AND YOU THINK "I GUESS I'M NOT THE HOTSHOT I THOUGHT I WAS". THE OTHER DAY JOANNE WAS BRAGGING ABOUT HOW SHE RAN THE FULL 8K LOOP WITHOUT TAKING A WALK BREAK ALMOST KILLED ME. HOW DOES SHE FRICKIN DO THAT? I WANT TO BEAT HER UP. NO I'M NOT HAPPY FOR HER I JUST WANT TO BEAT HER. SHE KNOWS IT TOO. I TOLD HER. I NEED BETTER LUNGS AND I NEED TO REMEMBER TO TAKE MY STUPID PUFFER, BUT I NEVER DO. SERIOUSLY I WISH I COULD RUN AS GOOD AS I DO IN MY HEAD. I HAVE 4 MORE DAYS TO REGISTER AND GET MY BIG WOPPING 10 DOLLAR DISCOUNT. THEN THAT MEANS I'M COMMITTED, NO TURNING BACK, NO CHANGING MY MIND AND JUST RUNNING THE STUPID HALF MARATHON. I'VE DECIDED TO START AT THE VERY BACK OF THE PACK THOUGH. LIKE THE LAST FRICKIN PERSON. NO ONES GONNA PASS ME. THAT'S THE KEY I THINK. THAT WAY ITS ALL UP HILL, I CAN BE THE PASSER. LIKE DAD'S TRIP TO TABER FOR THE FAMILY REUNION....HE WAS DETERMINED THAT NO ONE WOULD PASS HIM. THAT'S GONNA BE ME AND THE ONLY WAY THIS IS GOING TO HAPPEN IS IF I START LAST. I REALLY THINK ITS A SWEET PLAN. QUITE LOGICAL. THEN I CAN AMUSE MYSELF THE WHOLE RACE BY COUNTING HOW MANY PEOPLE I PASS.