"Nothing can stop me from running tomorrow," I said. I should have known better than to tempt you like that. You like nothing better than to prove me wrong. Just ignore the fact that I've replaced/repaired/cleaned/maintained every possible thing that I can. Ignore the fact that I've given you almost seven years of my life. Go ahead and break that new pump of yours. Go right ahead. It's not like I want to get data and graduate or anything.