i've spent the last week laid up from running, recovering from the grueling 26.2 miles i covered earlier this month. and let me assure you... i did that 100% shit on my own.
no help from jeebus.
no help from invisible sky daddies.
no help -- other than encouragement from friends/family and fluids from race volunteers -- from any fuckingbody.
the message here?
take pride in your work.
if ya wanna give credit to sky daddy, consider proving that he exists first.
otherwise ya just sound.... er... stupid.
For a guy that wants all the credit, God sure doesn't like to take any of the blame. Good shit happens and you thank God, bad shit happens and you excuse his bad behavior as being part of some omniscient plan. God sounds a like a selfish, jealous boyfriend to me.
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