quoting the epics...

It's very probable that whatever ones are crazy involve me and some member of the XC team.

Me: "My shirt has a death wish."

Me: "Look what running did to my toenail."
Him: "How'd running do that?"
Me: "It keeps banging against the edge of my shoe..."
Him: "That's why you clip your nails..."

Several people: "The race was fine until that last hill.  Then I wanted to throw up."

"The worst day is not what you think will be the worst day.  The worst day will be the day before that."

"We have to study THAT too?!"

"Are you interested in improving your singing voice?"

"I would have thought you played volleyball or something, not run cross country... you're so skinny how do you run so far?"

"So you even dress up for Halloween even if you stay home?"
"Yes!"
"You Americans have strange customs..."
(Or at least casey has strange customs...)
 ...

"Put on your seatbelt."
"No."
"Yes.  What if we crash?"
"We're not going to crash."
"YES WE ARE!"

"Look, Casey, I'm putting it on..."

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"I just want to lie down."

Me: "Yeah I threw up."
Him: "You threw up?!"
Me: "Yeah then I swallowed it."
Him: "Ew."

"Cross country never, NEVER, calls for elegance." ---me

"Just sprint the three miles and ignore the pain wracking at your body.  Make it across the line."
...

Him: "...mucus."
Me: "At least YOU'RE allowed to spit it out."

...

"I have a little problem"

...

"Hello Mr. President!"

"HITLER'S DEFEATED!!!"

...

"In a cross country race, there's always one wall that if you can pass it, you can finish the race.  Life is like a cross country race.  If you can pas that wall, you can make it.  And I think that faith holds a big part in crossing that wall."

Chritian XC runners rule the world. 

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