I have been pretty sick the past few days, and just feeling icky and blah. I feel like I just need to detox or something. So, I ran today. I've recently discovered that, contrary to previous thought, I actually enjoy running. The rythm of my feet pounding along with the beat of whatever song I'm listening to at the moment is rather therapeutic when I need it to be. I find myself getting in the mood every once in a while (like today) and just gearing up, stretching out, pushing play on the iPod, and taking off. Then about 5 or 6 minutes later I remember that my feet are incredibly flat, which causes my pseudo-arch to cramp and my achilles tendon to catch on actual fire. So, I ran for about twelve minutes then walked for about 10. It's a start. I had a long competition today with my danceteam, so now I'm going to hot tub, get in sweats, and do some reading.
=)
If it is, that AP Calculus class is going to fraught with social
repercussions . . .