Wow! Good thing I convinced myself I'm 25 years old when I started my run...because my hip flexer is telling me in 80 years old

I have to admit, each time I do a long run I spend most of the time thinking about the people on my list and at the end when I'm relieved it's over...I choke up because I realize that some of my friends are just in the middle or beginning of their battle. You're all in my thoughts and prayers. Keep on fighting! FUCK CANCER!


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