guts out. In fact, the breakfast I'd JUST eaten threatened to make a
second appearance the whole time. I held it down though, and died the
whole way. I quit out earlier then I wanted, the heat was just such a
bumout I couldn't do it anymore.
Humid air KILLS it with the ashma, I can't recover from hard breathing
at all. Climbing a hill sucks.
Came home so stoked on a cold shower. Drank a shitton of water. Andrews
skating whle I chill on the bleachers, gonna hit up the casa grande in
about 15 minutes.
Birthday bowling later. I'm so totally stoked.
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