I'm getting a little bored without running, although ironically (no, I may not be using that term correctly and I don't care) I realized that I've only missed one run since this injury. Yesterday would have been a beautiful, albeit a bit chilly and windy, to run. Next week, the really crappy weather descends. I predict my leg will be perfectly fine just in time for all of that.
I was on it a bit much yesterday, but two rounds of ice in the evening took away the swelling. Today it is a little tight but no pain. We'll see how it goes; I'll be walking around a bit downtown later this morning as it is the first performance for my ballet season tickets. I got the very cheapest ones they had ($54 for their four performances during the season) as an early birthday present to myself. Yes, if you are keeping count I probably have got myself two or three early birthday presents already. There probably will be more. I love October. Anyhow, I'm looking forward to seeing these athletes perform. I don't think I've been to a live ballet since I was a kid.
Before that, it is a special breakfast of real coffee with real cream and sugar and biscuits (homemade courtesy of Pillsbury) with honey. I predict I will be bouncing off the walls later today. Which is almost like running, yeah?
Cheers,
the CilleyGirl
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