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Valentines Day sucks. And no, it doesn't suck because of the typical girl reason for not liking Valentines Day with the whole "lets go cry and wallow in self pity because we don't have boyfriends" kind of suck, that's just stupid. All that is going through my head right now is "I can't race." The doctor told me so herself just after she told me I most likely have a subluxation/dislocation of the patella. I need crutches. And a knee brace would be a good idea for the future. My future needs me to train. Last year my mom gave our crutches away to good will because she was sick of them lying around the house and nobody having to use them. Now she has to pay a good 36 dollars for some new ones. That'll teach her.