The O.C. is bad for you

Nate and I did our Boston loop this morning. 7.5. My stomach didn't feel very good, which I think was a result of the McDonald's Double Quarter Pounder I ate the night before. I rarely eat McDonalds, but had a craving for it last night. Oh well.

Some bad news about Saturday. I got a call from Ethan, the new Tufts coach, who said that Nate and I might not be able to race at the Tufts meet this weekend due to limited unattached-athlete entries. I understand why they may not want too many open athletes competing, especially becuase the meet is already very crowded. I hope they are able to make an exception, becuase I'm in really great shape right now, and may not have a chance to run a 5k on the track for a really long time. We'll see.

I just got done watching the O.C. There are so many things about that show that I dislike. I apologize for not writing about them now, but (like every night) I have to iron clothes, pack lunch, and go to bed. I promise at some point I will express the reasons why I get so aggitated watching the O.C.