1. The reoccuring one where I'm talking and all my teeth start falling out.
2. A new one where I was entered in a triathalon and I was the last person to finish swimming so everyone watching and judging the event left. And then I forgot my bike, so I had to try and borrow a bike. And Mr. Hawkins (my middle school gym teacher who I had essentially forgot existed until now) wouldn't give me his bike. So I paid a kid for her Pink Huffy and finished the race. This one actually felt real.
Still hivey.
Still kicking ass running. 3.5 miles yesterday. 4.8 miles this morning.
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