I have a confession to make, I haven't run since last Saturday.
When I was walking Frank last week, I stepped off the edge of the path in a weird way, and did something to my right foot. I iced it that night, and if felt okay during my long run Saturday, which was the last one I planned on doing on the Mountain Goat race course.
I was tired when we were in the car, but perked up when we got to the start, nothing like running a non-race with 800 other people. We got a lecture about following the rules of the road, and the fact that ipod's aren't allowed. The roads are not closed for these runs, and I guess some people are acting like they are, so it's been causing a huge problem for the city.
So we're off running, and my foot felt okay, it behaved on all the challenging stretches of hills, and I ended up with 9.33 miles in 1:31. Iced it after I got home, and it was all good.
But now almost a week later, my foot is kind of bugging me. I'm sure the two 4 hour drives I did this week didn't help anything, but I'm a little scared to run. I was going to do six today, but now I might just rest another day or two. Why is it that things flare up a week before a race?!?! Seriously, why?
At any rate, I'm looking forward to the weekend. Now that Lent is almost over and I can have chocolate again, I'm making my friend Jennifer's salted caramel brownies for Easter Sunday. We've got an Easter Party for the kids, then an evening of dyeing eggs, and putting Peeps in the microwave. Have you ever done that? It's hilarious.