Me when I'm running: Why do I do this to myself, I hate this, I'm going to die and no one's going to find me for hours.
Me after I'm done running: I'm so fit and sweaty, look at me, I hella love running.

Could you imagine getting an apartment with the person you love. Falling asleep beside each other, and waking up to see that cute little dopey smile they make when they first get up. You’d never have a bad start to your day, because they’d be the perfect start.

This is true ^ :)

(Source: exceptional-y, via faifyjb)

3.8 miles jogged.

Not too shabby.