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.