i'm running the mile and two mile this meet on thursday, but i'm already prepared and loaded with excuses for failure. my hip flexor hurts, and i just took two anti-inflammatory pills for the pain. i'm also running the mile this saturday in the renton invitational. it makes me feel privileged, especially to be under winmill's guiding hand.

just like eating shit is a privilege, or like how fucking an electric pencil sharpener is a privilege.

i'm ever so thankful.