I woke up at 5:00 to work, not to run. My foot is being weird. I ran to the mailbox again, even though the mail lady hasn't come yet, and it felt fine. When I hop on one foot the pain is there but not sharp like it was yesterday. I'm getting a grip on what I need versus what I want to do right now. I don't think it's a stress fracture but it might be stressed. I want to run but I don't need to run. My eye is fixed on Leadville (if I get in) and I need to be smart in this regard. I won't run this week just to be safe.
Now I need to find something to blog about besides running. I can blog about my beard! I leave you with this wonderful picture of me last winter.
A bit too Charlie Manson for me. Did you know that he has released a couple of 'music' albums from prison?