I went for a run today. My ankle seemed okay until the last mile or two and then it… tweaked? Ached? Cried out?\u00a0 On the plus side, it wasn’t as if millions of voices cried out in terror and then were suddenly silenced. I mean, they’re still crying, ya know? So that’s a good thing?<\/p>\n
It’s not bad, it’s not even worthy of pain medication. But it’s there. Just a dull… something. A twinge. A vibration. A nagging “huh… is that something?” something. I should stay off it tomorrow, skip the run in light of races coming up. But I skipped yesterday and per usual I didn’t like who I became.\u00a0 I’m a different person when I skip my run.<\/p>\n
I stress ate yesterday and the scales don’t lie about what that does to me. I did also what I always seem to do when confronted, not necessarily with an injury per se, but when a road block pops up. I found a way round, a way through, a way forward, a way to go. And per usual that means this: I registered for another race.<\/p>\n
To be fair, it WAS the first day of early registration for the Dopey Challenge at Walt Disney World for 2017. But still, I registered because I was feeling like, “screw this dull whatzit in my ankle!” In my best Scarlett O’Hara I cursed the gods as my witness that I shall never go hungry again… and I shall run again! Tomorrow is another day… and 2017 is another Dopey Challenge and I DO give a damn!\u00a0 But yowza is that a pricey event!<\/p>\n
On top of all that, yesterday I found out a plan for a weekend in the fall fell through and thus I had an opening. My first thought was not, “Oh! A free weekend, how nice!” Instead it was, “Oh, that weekend is free now? I wonder what races are on then….” And a quick google search, followed by a check of both marathonguide.com and runningintheusa.com showed several possibilities.<\/p>\n
It’s a sickness. An addiction. But so be it. Now I just need to decide which of the races to pencil in for that newly opened weekend. Because, really, what else would I be doing with a free weekend?<\/p>\n
Running.\u00a0 It’s what I do.\u00a0 Even when I probably shouldn’t.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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