Not SO dear ITBS:
Don’t you even try to get to me with the “you had this coming“, “you did this to yourself“, yada yada bs… You’re just plain EVIL and we all know it. It’d be better for your karma if you just admitted to it at least. Still, I won’t waste my time hating you, but I know what you’re trying to do. And I can tell you right now: IT’S NOT GOING TO WORK.
So, we can do it the easy way, or the hard way: your pick! Either you disappear silently and let me be, or I will smash you into tiny little sad pieces. I promise you it will not be pretty, but it will happen. Sooner or later. It will happen. I will NOT stop running, you can fight that as much as you want. I am NOT backing off. Sure, you want me to “REST”, give it up, it’s not happening. I admit you’ve had your little victories, cutting short some of my runs and depriving me of any speed, but I will eventually take over. This is my body, I WILL prevail.
As you know, there’s a deadline: Boston is less than 4 weeks away. If you still want to come with me, go ahead, but I swear you’re going straight to hell for that. I’ll advise you against it, but I know you don’t listen to me. I am going to massage you, roll all over you, and run you into so much pain you are going to wish you had never met me. I am going to be as evil to you as you’ve been to me. It’s coming, you better back off NOW or be ready for what’s about to hit you.
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