I told Alvarez I would shave my head if he lets me join Track. He told me to spare the world from seeing that.

So I didn’t shave my head, but will still be running for OVS.

Today is my first official practice and I can’t wait. I can’t wait to nearly puke my guts out after crossing the finish line. I can’t wait to wake up from a hellish cramp in the middle of the night. I can’t wait to not be able to sit down on a toilet.

But running can give me something that volleyball couldn’t. It has been too much standing and waiting. Now is time to run

The pain will suck, but that’s some real buddhist sh*t.