I like that girl’s tutu. I need tutu. Preferably a purple one.

Hey, is that girl’s fanny pack also a boom box? I want that. No. I NEED that.

I feel good. Maybe a new PR today? I would love a sub-2 half.

Hey, cool, we get to run through the zoo. It certainly smells like a zoo.

That monkey looks like Biggie.

I think I’m running too fast. I need a rabbit. Who wants to be my rabbit?

Look! An elephant!!

I’m hungry already.

I still feel good. I hope I keep feeling good. 

Oh, look, we get to run down the sketchy part of Colfax now.

Yay! Mile 6! Halfway done! Kinda.

Crap. My knee hurts. And we’re at mile 6.

Time for GU.

Mmmm, GU.

My knee still hurts. I am f’ed.

Turnaround point. I hope it’s kinda downhill from here.

Don’t you dare come out, sun. I like the cloud cover.

Okay, I guess you can come out. Time for my summer racerback tan.

Now my hip flexor hurts, too. I think I’m running funny. Awesome.

Photo opportunity 2 blocks ahead with firefighters???? This is the best race everrrrrr!

Damn, they fiiiine.

No, do not stop to walk.

Definitely do not stop to walk.

Okay, you can walk to that aid station. And then you have to keep running.

No, really, you need to start running again.

Don’t be such a pansy. You have 1.1 miles left. Your knee can take 1.1 miles.

Do not stop running.

I really want to stop running.

Do not stop running.

Yay, mile 13! Just 0.1 left. Don’t stop running.

I really want to walk.

The finish line is, like, right there. DON’T STOP RUNNING.

0.1 miles is longer than I thought.

Okay, there’s a crap ton of people here watching. Just keep running.

Yessssss, the finish line! Someone get me a beer.

It’s 11am, and I’ve already had coffee with my sister, read some Game of Thrones, and been for a run around Sloan’s Lake. Best of all, I haven’t thought about FOLFOX or treatments for tremor in Parkinson’s Disease. I <3 summer.

I’m trying to study leukemias, and yet all I can concentrate on is how I can hear every word of “Rolling In the Deep.” Also, I hate Adele. Kindly go throw yourself and your awful taste in music off a cliff. Thank you.