the woods are lovely.

Getting emotionally invested in sports* is a bit of a crapshoot, but every once in a while THIS happens, and it's so CAPSLOCK that (he can't even either) and

I have 1563586 things to do before it's tomorrow(been self-sabotaging again) and I need to sleep and to brace myself for the next eight weeks

which is so long that (even longer than that neverending 45 kilometers)

gah.

*Oh shut up. People have been doing it for millenia.