You know the one I mean.
What should have been one of my awesome energy filled days... just turned out blah.
When you wake up early for a run that turns out to be more of a walk... at least there was good conversation.
When you get work related text messages on your day off.
When your physical therapy appointment that started with a,"Now my left leg hurts, but a different kind of hurt."
Turns into, "I think you have a strained calf muscle."
Five days before my race.
Blah.
Blah.
Blah.
At least it ended like this:
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| My oldest brother Marcus is in town for a couple of days! He lives on the other side of the mountains in Yakima. I miss him like crazy! Its always so nice to have the whole fam together. |
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| And maybe a bit of gluten in the form of a chirro (somethings you just can't say no to ever, as you can tell from the |
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| ok and maybe this.... |
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| And since last night ended with this... I think no more sweets for me (now that I'm re-addicted)! Those extra 5 chocolate pounds aren't gonna make running 13.1 miles with a strained calf and two sore shins any easier thats for dang sure! Oh! and did I mention that it is supposed to be over 70 degrees on Sunday?! Not my ideal running weather but its better than 30 and windy. |
