kicking this back up cuz i ran out of blog ring space... need my Stuy T&F

first of all... HAPPY 100th B-DAY STUY!!

yea.. we're pretty kick ass.. and so was the strut. running in the short shorts wasnt that bad really. so i got up at 5~6 ish got dressed up and ran out into the darkness... trains sucked this morning and i didnt exactly know the way. walked around and met up with two of the girls track girls ((yea... i think that sounds right...even if it seems the grammer may be a bit off)). turns out stuy square is the same stuy square i spent my summer at 3 years ago for the IWWL. anyway... things didnt really happen cuz we were really early.... umm... got some crappy starbucks.. some t.v. time... krispy kreme....  hmm... i've seem to have lost the words to descibe everything. dammit... couldnt get a shirt... and wanna by one either... stashed all our stuff in coaches car ((both track teams shared it and i just gotta say the girls team is hot...)) didnt really wanna run in the ss but i gave up and fell to peer-pressure and wore those sexy-ass short shorts anyway. turns out we didnt get a permit to block the streets so we wound up running with traffic... the first street//intersection was insane... wind blew by and it was rough.. the whole leading section of the pack ((all track)) gave a yell... its was funny. i basically ran alone but even with the pain in BOTH shins i stayed ahead of the second pack of jr/non dist+varsity runners and the girls team. basically it was the XC regulars far ahead then me by myself then the other track team then everyone else. got beat in the end my some old guy... damn you... stupid pain... and tried to sprint what i t hought was the last part. i think i only lost that little bit cuz of all the energy i wasted to catch up to pass this girl and to get up to the guy ahead of me. new feeling: when you can feel ur whole body heat up and every muscle in use.... breathing becomes different... chest and throat locks  up... its not good or bad. couldnt swallow afterwards which was bad... first sip of water couldnt go. walked around and hung out with the fencing people... nothing really happened... listened to the band.... drank a whole lot of sb coffee and snapple... contemplated whether or not to buy a shirt i stupidly forgot to get ((eh.... more food money for me)). i really gotta find some more friends... anyway... again stupid trains....