TD 6: 36:17

Ran on the PFT track tonight. I think I was well-hydrated... when I peed right beforehand it was near to clear, so I think that was well enough.

Didn't want to run, as you can imagine... what with my strong hatred of the runningness. John all but dragged me out there. What I discovered while running is that no matter what, if the person I'm running with tries to motivate or encourage me, I hate them a little bit. ESPECIALLY the ones who can run circles around me, literally, while I run three miles. I just do. I hated Corey, I hated Dustin, and dear God did I hate John tonight. He's not so great at dealing with me moody, and I get super bitchy while running, so the poor kid had to listen to me cursing at his back most of the time. I think he got really angry at the end!

I am okay with my run time... its 17:30 out, and then 18:37 back. More'n a minute lost, but that is over a mile and a half, so not too shabby. What really sucks is that I started feeling that pain in my right shoulder again, the one I was feeling before Exodus and everytime I ran with Corey? The one that made my shoulder feel like it was going to fall off? Yeah, that one. I don't like to complain too much, but it makes me angry that I can't just celebrate beating the 12:30 mile because everytime I do my arm wants to remove itself.

Going to add one hundred crunches a night to my workout. Just for getting ready for the PFT, as I remember, the crunches I did in my rack in bootcamp were pretty much the only preparation I gave myself, and I kicked crunch-ass. No timer, just one hundred crunches.

In addition to the other ab workout.