I had one of those moments where I thought to myself, damn my junk is creepin. Most of my stuff is clean and organized. I unload the dishwasher at 5am because I... can't..go...on until it's done. But my running stuff is a freakin mess:
|This is my running stuff. Yes, those are trophies from like 5 years ago I can't find a home for.|
|these are my door hinges and knobs|
|my car. empty bottles of water and jack juice. Advil and a coupon for a pedicure.|
This is embarrassing. I almost want to delete this post. There was a point but I forget...go figure....I did 40 laps on the track today ...need I say more?!
Happy running friends.