Happy National Running Day!
I’m still recovering from the Rock ‘n’ Roll San Diego Marathon, but I wanted to partake in the experience so I ran two miles on the treadmill. Only two because my ankles are still ridiculously swollen. I’m sitting in bed icing the ankles right now because they are all puffy. That’s part of the reason I’m still wearing my compression sleeves three days after the fact.
But the run went well enough.
And I got nice a sweaty.
I’m still planning on writing my race report from the marathon-turned disaster. I’m just trying to let it all sink in and be a little more OK with the whole “gone wrong” part of it.