Right now my life is starting to pick up honestly. I rejoined the track team, and they took me back with open arms, so that was a lot of fun (and seriously motivating). My social life has been improving as well, thanks to a good buddy of mine. Saturday I'm going to Katuscon (IF ANY OF YOU ARE GOING LET ME KNOW, IT'D BE COOL TO MEET YOU NERDS I mean that in the nicest way possible) and Sunday I'm going with a few fellow recently single dudes to watch Deadpool and screw around afterwards.
It's getting better, slowly but surely.
Funny how I thought Valentine's weekend would send me spiraling deeper into depression, but if it goes the way I'm hoping it does, I may end up being the happiest I've ever been. Life is weird y'all.
I'm one of the idiots who run the 3200. Luckily, there's almost no competition since it's such a sucky race to run. 1600 is a lot of fun too, I'm creeping up closer on a sub 5:30 by the day