Woke up in a sweat the other day. Had a bad dream about not being able to get to the finish line. I am getting emotional even thinking about that bad dream now.
This shit is an emotional goal for me. When I read other people’s accounts of their first marathon, it actually fucking deeply effects me.
I am not going to let anything get in the way of this.
YOU DIE TRYING MOTHERFUCKER
The Rolex Life 
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