how much is my blood worth

well i'm still a bit dizzy after running yesterday. it wasn't far, just 2.5 miles, but it sure affected me. the cause relates to my donating blood to the red cross on Tuesday. anything with needles scares me and it actually takes a great deal of self-assurance to get over it and donate. In my life i've only donated blood 5 times. twice while i've been in this ward. it is a service activity and if i am not in training then i'll donate. i was on the service committee at the time and felt like it was duty. twice while i was at BYU i donated blood. first time was when a girl in our ward had gotten in a sledding accident and her family asked us to donate blood. i remember how badly i was shaking going there. it was my first time, but it was for a friend and that helped me through it. and once while i was on my mission. A missionary couple in our area needed the blood and i had the right blood type. the older gentleman had gotten sick and he need blood. i didn't hesitate, but donated willingly. i remember afterwards him telling me we are blood brothers now. just seeing him get better was worth all the pain. did i mention i'm afraid of needles, but love has that wonderful power of casting out fear.
well tuesday was no exception, even after all this time it takes alot of courage to sit there and have them drain me. well, after they had poked me. my friend Jana sat in the chair next to me to donate. Jana is our ward Choir director and very beautiful. she has a great voice and is amazingly talented. for some reason. after the blood started flowing out of me as we were talking i started confessing things to her. i couldn't stop myself. i remembered when i first met her and i just couldn't stop giving her details. i would have never told her otherwise. i then caught myself and quickly changed the subject before i hope she realized that i do like her a bit. i don't think it worked. so girls, you wanna find a way to get your guy to confess stuff, try having him donate blood and lose all sense of self-control. at least for a moment you might actually get us to tell you the truth. (guys-you've been warned). there are quite a few good looking girls in my ward. jana is one of them. i know i've never told her. fact is we really haven't had a chance. plus she's like out of my league. but i hope things don't start being weird when were around each other. this should deserve a daytime emmy.
so back to my running. i finished my run slower than i did before, but my heartrate was about 15 beats higher than before. could be the blood thing, or the 88 degree weather. either way i was in bad shape. and i couldn't do my pushups or anything with my left arm because of the pain. my arm still hadn't healed. i'll take it easy on my saturday morning run, it is only a 5 mile course so really not pushing it. but i love that course. early in the morning no one is around and it curves by a stream and gives me such a view of the sun as it rises over the mountains. i'll make sure to take my heart monitor so i don't pass out or run into anymore friends.