The AF Canyon Half Marathon (and 5k) was a terrific race. It truly was. Right now everything is coming through all scratchy 'n such because I'm wearing my overly, cynical-tinted glasses.
To fix my overly cynical view (I say overly because some cynicism can be fun), I'm going to have some food, watch some 30 Rock, and read the following, over and over:
What do you when you've lost all hope for getting over the crabbies? (And don't say "There's a salve for that!" I ain't talk about those kinds of crabbies.)