Exhibit A: Me sprinting (that's right, sprinting, and up hill at that) to the finish line after 4 hours and 47 minutes. (check out those hot thigh muscles, oh yeah)
Today, I could barely (and I mean BARELY) run a mile. So sad. So pathetic. I just felt the need to express my disappointment in the disintegration of muscles into fat when not in use.
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