i’ll be bahck!
I took Gretchen along on my run today. What a mistake! You see, after we ran the Royal Victoria Marathon, I sent her to Germany for a vacation. Apparently she is bahck.
I headed out for a light 40 minute run and all I heard the whole time was, “You are so slowwww. You run like a girlee mahn. What is da mahter wit you? Loook how high your heart rate is. Come on come on, run fahster!”
When I tried to explain about the ankle she retorted, “Hurt? Injury? Those are for girlee boys. There is no pain. There is only running. Now RUN and quit kombplaining!”
According to Gretchen, my average heart rate was 169 (85% of max) on a pretty slow run. Pah!
The Positive Stuff
One: The fitness will come back.
Two: There was/is no pain in the ankle whatsoever. Even that tender spot on my ankle bone is going away. There is a very small bit of tenderness but I am pretty sure my one day on, one day off regimen will foster its disappearance by early next week.
Three: I’m running!

Wednesday December 01, 2004 @
Gretchen needs a little poke in the nostrils.