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Today I found out that being able to run has more to do with your state of mind than your physical effort. A million things went wrong in my head, and I really disappointed myself tonight at the Starlight Run. My shorts were riding up and I was hot and people larger than me were passing me and everybody seemed to be effortlessly running while I was struggling, and there were 200,000 people watching 173-pound me in my shorts running (or trying to run) next to 110-pound people... anyway, I was only two minutes longer than last time, but I felt like shit and I knew Cory was disappointed in having to walk so much...

...and then I had a beer.