You were only just stinging yourself, it's hard to watch, so I close my eyes...
Yesterday I had a busy, busy day. I got up at 5:30 and was up and moving until I took lay down time/nap at 7pm. I went grocery shopping with my mom and that took most of the afternoon and early evening. I bought stuff for school. (I'm stoked because I bought cleaning supplies this year!) I'm getting a wee bit of a cold or something (from Nate, I think) and that didn't help with the whole "having energy" situation. I need a nap.
This morning I went to the doctor and this afternoon I have to get an x-ray of my right foot so they can know what's up with my toe. It's either a "severe bone bruise" or a stress fracture. I don't think it really matters what's wrong with it - I don't think there's anything they do either way except tell me to put my foot on ice when I get done running so it doesn't hurt. If it is in fact a fracture, I think that I've let it go so long that it's "healed itself." But the doctor basically said if that's the case, it's done a pretty crappy job of doing it right. Time will tell.
Two weeks and counting until I head back to the hill. I'm looking forward to the drive. I want to start early morning to have the brisk morning air experience. Plus I beat Charlotte traffic that way. Holla. I want to be back, I want to unpack, I want to get settled, I wish like none other that I had Christmas lights to hang up. I might resort to taking my own from home. By the time I spend any significant time here again, it will be Thanksgiving and I'll be able to buy more. Ah, Thanksgiving...it teases me in anticipation. I heart it.
Mmmmmback to work for me's.
p.s. - Dan gets here in three days. 27 days is far too long. We're both kind of sick.
This morning I went to the doctor and this afternoon I have to get an x-ray of my right foot so they can know what's up with my toe. It's either a "severe bone bruise" or a stress fracture. I don't think it really matters what's wrong with it - I don't think there's anything they do either way except tell me to put my foot on ice when I get done running so it doesn't hurt. If it is in fact a fracture, I think that I've let it go so long that it's "healed itself." But the doctor basically said if that's the case, it's done a pretty crappy job of doing it right. Time will tell.
Two weeks and counting until I head back to the hill. I'm looking forward to the drive. I want to start early morning to have the brisk morning air experience. Plus I beat Charlotte traffic that way. Holla. I want to be back, I want to unpack, I want to get settled, I wish like none other that I had Christmas lights to hang up. I might resort to taking my own from home. By the time I spend any significant time here again, it will be Thanksgiving and I'll be able to buy more. Ah, Thanksgiving...it teases me in anticipation. I heart it.
Mmmmmback to work for me's.
p.s. - Dan gets here in three days. 27 days is far too long. We're both kind of sick.