Friday, March 4, 2011

My dad said I'm "slackn on the blog"

And he's right. But, hey, I'm doing better than Sara Ann!! (Sorry, doll!)

This past week has been one filled with injury and triumph.
(That sounds so epic!) 


On Thursday afternoon, after a wonderful run, I was walking down the stairs, stepped wrong, and sprained the bejeezus out of my ankle, as you can see. I don't mind pain, I really don't. I was honestly more pissed off than anything because I knew I was going to be out for a while. I only missed Saturday's, Monday's, and Tuesday's runs, but still. I was most definitely freaked out at all of the websites that said that these damn things can take months to heal... I don't have time for that. I am freakin' ecstatic to report that, with the help of my new best friend (AKA my handy-dandy ankle brace) I've managed two four-milers this week!!!!

Yesterday's run was great for the first 1.7 miles... I honestly don't know what happened for the next half a mile. It was horrible, it was slow, it was getting dark, and I was having trouble finding the motivation to keep picking my feet up. At mile 2.2, I paused my Nike+, sat down, and had a little heart-to-heart with myself. I said, "Self, you are over a mile away from school, it's getting dark, it's getting sketch. You need to get your ass up, get focused, and finish this damn thing."I sat there for a couple of breaths, picked my ass up, and finished the last 1.8 miles at an 11 minute mile pace. That may not seem expeditious, but I'm kinda slow, so that was a nice little personal (removal of head from ass) triumph. And I'm quite proud of that. 

Tomorrow's run is supposed to be a five-miler- the first, mind you- but I registered for the Little Rock Marathon 5k, so the five-miler's gonna have to wait until Monday. I'm honestly more comfortable with that, because it gives my body a little longer to fix my ankle before I piss it off too badly... I hope I'm not getting too ambitious with this, given my ankle situation, but I'd like to finish the 5k in 37 minutes... I'll let you know how it goes!!!



Swollen and bruised. Cute, isn't it?
PS: Better, Daddy?

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