Big Ups to Wazzle Wazz
My roommate the other day ran a marathon. Yep...he ran a fucking marathon. I know...he's stumpy, he's fat, and he eats anything greasy...but you know what...he ran a marathon. That's just insane. Anyway...that made me get up this morning and go running. I ran 3 miles. He ran 26. I think a lot changed in me today. Cheers to Watts!