Notes
So incredibly exhausted. Major migraine. Fever = 101.7. Not looking good for counties.
But it's almost over. Everything is almost over. It's hard to think that there's only 20 days left in my high school career. 7 days left of track. It's all wrapping up, and a lot sooner than I had time to realize.
"I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish,
Take a chance,
Make a change,
And break away..."
Ran thousandth logged mile since 6.15.2006. That's hott.