Last night I got 60 minutes and change in (uninterrupted!) over at Discovery Park, destroying my previous post-injury run time by 12 (yeah, TWELVE!) minutes. Yes peeps, it appears the beast is rising. Stand back or feel the wrath. These 2.4″ pythons weren't built to crack open beers all day (though they totally could, if I told 'em to).

Y'aint nuthin, Steidl.

Bring it on, Crowther.

Come get some, Morrison.

You're a joke, Havrda.