"Dreadlocks, let me kiss your lucky egg."
Since those of us that don't have access to a treadmill are going to navigating some snow and ice over the next couple days here in DC, the following is what I'll be channeling:
"Dreadlocks, let me kiss your lucky egg."
"At that point, I knew what had happened. I knew my leg was broken pretty badly. And I knew I couldn't get up again. So I started crawling."
"Give yourselves the chance to be heroes."