I hear you. You are cranky.
But hear me hip I will march you down to a doctor if you don't get it together. And that doctor will poke and prod you and probably just tell me to stop running for awhile which is what I am doing anyway so this threat may be slightly empty but don't push me. And just know that the fact that I can't run or do anything else in the endorphin area is the reason I am being even more neurotic than usual. Not cool, hip. Not cool.
Your disgruntled owner
P.S. Sorry husband, family, friends, neighbors and complete strangers who have to interact with me.
P.P.S. I will run the last ten miles to reach my 1000 for the year goal with you or without you hip- so get on board.