What shall I tell you?

Is it running that has fried my brain, or the lateness of the hour, the diet changes or hidden gluten in my delicious chinese food-? Or the dance class, three hours of spring cleaning and not enough sleep?  The answer is, I could care less because I'm too tired to even wonder for much longer.  Here is a very accurate drawing of me doing my Janathon 13 run to the restaurant, a .1 mile odyssey to sushi (notice my perfect form):