I am not cheerful right now.

I know that I am supposed to be cheerful so that people will donate to Team for Kids, but I do not feel cheerful.

I am SO SICK of running.

I'm slower than I've ever been.

I'm currently dealing with the following: Achilles tendinitis (better now with my new shoes and inserts, but still not great), this golf-ball looking protrusion on my right foot, and a major strain/sprain/who-the-hell-knows-but-I've-gotta-complain on my left calf muscle.

I always said that the reason I could stay so injury-free while training for marathons was that I cross-trained in a pool once a week. I think it's so good for the joints. But now I no longer have access to a pool.

I hope no one reads this. I am writing this to get it off my chest. I feel like I can't complain about marathon training because it's my own stupid fault I'm doing it. And it's not even like marathon training helps me get a sexier bod because even though I ran seven miles today, I also ate two ice cream sandwiches and a bunch of Oreos, which negates the whole run.

I do not know how I am going to run 15 miles on Saturday.

And then I have to give blood to save lives even though that is going to cause me to have a Major Meltdown.

I am pathetic.

And I have too much homework.

That is all.

I hope you didn't read this. =(