On the list of stupid things I have done in my life, starting a 10k run when already very hungry doesn't even make it into the top 50 but that's only because I have pulled some really bone-headed stunts. Still, it's a rookie mistake and when I've been running as long as I have, I really should know better. Today's run was a fail, not an epic fail because I finished and didn't die but I was running along and could actually see the health bar in my head (because the inside of my head is a video game) draining. And a big fucking duck (possibly one of the ones from Duck Hunt) flew across my path, and the meter jumped back up from the AGH-I'M-GOING-TO-BE-IMPALED-BY-A-DUCK adreneline boost. Of course, as soon as that wore off, after approximately 17.5 seconds, I felt even more tired which, of course, was when a giant gnat decided to see what was happening in my oesophagus. YAY GAGGING AND SPITTING TIME!

So, yeah, that was my day.