I saw a Guy running the other day while I was out running. We turned down the same street at the same time and I ran my last half mile balls out so I could beat him. I did beat him. After I stopped I didn't know if I should be embarrassed or proud because I'm sure he had no idea we were racing.
This is all strange because I always hated being active at recess and I figured out how stupid "tag" was at a very young age. I feel like I was always it because I was just too lazy to run around.
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