Cranky Face McGee

You wouldn't know it by my facial expression,

but I actually felt good here.

 This was around mile 11.

 At death's door.

So fucking miserable.

And now... for comparison...

I will never understand how in

the hell you people can run all bunched

up like that for so long. 
I would seriously cut someone.

Do, do, do, di, do. La, ti, da, ti, da.
Oh, was this supposed to be hard? 
FFS.