full tank but running on empty

I am really sort of glad that at least the ordeal is over. When you think about it, twas really all about poise and composture. Leche, para kang nasa beauty contest, the way they make you wait in that holding area.

Then you're finally there. And I think I tanked, royally. So if I don't get that call, I won't be surprised.

All the knots in my muscles, the tension kept me running, but I really was scraping the bottom of the barrel. I couldn't wait for the whole thing to be over, and I was already looking forward to running to closest possible spa. Which unfortunately didn't happen because it was way past the afternoon mark. Durn it.

Tanked, can you believe it?