Orienteering 1:19:04 [3]
wow.
words cannot describe how amazing this race is. i fuckin love it. i fuckin love you. and for the first time for a while i fuckin love me.
the next year is going to be rare.
The orienteering has landed. All that exists now is intervals, tempo runs, circuits and occasional blowouts. I've got 13 months off from the world, man. I'm gonna blow steam out my head like a screaming kettle, I'm gonna talk cod shit to strangers all night, I'm gonna lose the plot on the dancefloor. The free radicals inside me are freakin', man! Tonight I'm Jip Travolta, I'm Peter Popper, I'm going to never-never land with my chosen family, man. We're gonna get more spaced out than Neil Armstrong ever did, anything could happen tonight, you know? This could be the best year of my life. I've got motivation in my back burner - I'm gonna wax the lot, man! The Milky Bars are on me! Yeah!