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1/08/2008

January 8th

Scheduled Miles: 6
Miles Ran: None, yet
Total Time:
Current Weight: 177
Current Condition: Less sore

Dear 6 lb. 8 oz. baby Jesus,

If you see fit in your infantile wisdom, could you please keep the weather just like it is today until after I run the marathon. I understand, tiny little Jesus, that this may throw the world's climate into chaos plunging us into the next ice age but I'm willing to risk it. Please, diaper-wearing, shitty pants, laying in your own filth, thumb-sucking Jesus, answer my prayer.

Amen.

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