Since I have the Garmin, I keep track of the pace and the distance. As we are are getting very close to the end, I am starting to pull away from MS and LF just a very little bit (like 6 feet.) I am staring at my watch waiting for it to read 20.00 and calling out the distance. "19.95, .96, .97, .98, .99, 20.00. That's it." From behind me LF yells at MS, "Don't stop yet! We have to run to Todd!" I think I heard MS roll her eyes.
When we got back to the car I announced that I was feeling a little bit a of a hot spot on my left heel. I jokingly said, "Let's see if this is a big bloody blister." Then I saw this!
I never get blisters - or never used to get blisters. Apparently I brought home some sand from the beach and it did a little work on my foot. Who knew? It really didn't hurt, just felt like I had a little rub in my shoe.
Needless to say, I had to do a little surgery when I got home.
Look carefully, the needle is about a 1/4" in there.
That is a lot of liquid. No wonder I feel a little dehydrated.
Luckily, I don't run again until Tuesday. It should be pretty good by then.
3 comments:
eewwu!!
Gross!!
yes, gross!
But, great job on the 20!!
ewwwwwwwwwwwww!
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