This day was a strange day.
After PT picked me up for the race I was like standing at my side and watching myself not being myself.
The race was totally bad. Too hot for me. Worst time ever.
I don't now if I will ever have the chance to show that I am able to run under 50 min. I know that I can! I need the perfect balance in medication and perfect weather. Perfect weather is not more than 15�C. Nothing was perfect today.
Now it's raining, with some thunder and lightning from time to time.
And I can't sleep. I'm tired but my brain doesn't let me. Still watching myself. Everything is so ropy and a bit misty.
1:37 am - May 22, 2009
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