6 days

i ran saturday. here is what happened THIS time.

i am about a mile in. there is a BIG hill. i take this hill as a personal challenge. i run my ass about halfway up and i see a man in front of me, running, about 100 yards ahead. new goal- BEAT THAT MAN UP THE HILL (side note-- he is way too far away for me to actually catch him). i take off "sprinting" regardless. he stops and starts walking. i mentally taunt him. "pansy," "wimp," "loser." Now I really can catch this douschebag. I dig in, and run faster. First step, my ankle rolls and i collapse. HARD. shooting pain. owie.

i am an idiot.

the top 2 pics were taken sunday night, a day post fall. the third pic is late sat night, the night of the fall.

since im hobbling around with 6 days til the race, this could be really interesting.