Aw dude, sounds like you're having a rough patch. I recommend running. As long as you're running, you have something else to be miserable about, instead of what was bugging you before. The longer you run, the less you worry about daily cares, and the more you worry about that blister forming on your left heel.
I was born in Montana, raised in Tampa, and reside in a small town in the lowcountry of South Carolina with the Lovely Lady Di, and son Tyler. Walterboro (the 'Boro) has about 5,100 residents. It's a moderately interesting place. I work in the public defender's office representing poor people charged with crimes. Some of them did it. Some of them didn't do it. Some are not very nice, a lot of them are just regular Joes with a huge plate of bad luck.
I'm a moderately interesting fellow, who has the good fortune to know or be related to some very interesting people. Is there anyone out there?
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Aw dude, sounds like you're having a rough patch. I recommend running. As long as you're running, you have something else to be miserable about, instead of what was bugging you before. The longer you run, the less you worry about daily cares, and the more you worry about that blister forming on your left heel.
Be of good cheer, go vomit on a trail!
Sound advice, indeed. I'm s'posed to run 18 on Saturday. We'll see.
There is nothing so precious as having someone to share---the good---and the bad. fdb
It's kind of a new experience for me, Frandy. It does seem to help.
Chase is correct: Running is cheaper than therapy.
PS: I have a feeling that both of us may be puking on Saturday...
So, where is this puke-a-palooza?
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