Luckily my tumble coincided pretty nicely with a ZOMG stressful week of school. The number of hours I spent searching and searching AND SEARCHING for answers to an assignment this past weekend are almost astounding. I estimate that I spent somewhere in the neighborhood of 10 hours researching and writing a paper that is worth 24 points, tops. My soul died a little when I realized that. And then I went and got a bottle of wine. At least the rest of my classmates were all in a similar boat. Misery loves company, as it is.
After finally getting the school craziness out of the way on Monday I found myself without any eyeballs. Friday night my left eye was really bothering me during the movie, and when I took out my contact it had a nice little tear in the center. And naturally I had yet to re-order new contacts so I was blind Betty.
So if you're following along at home, my list of excuses for not running go from pain from falling-->too busy with schoolwork-->no eyeballs.
I finally got to run again last Wednesday and had the worst shin pain ever. I've had issues with my shins back in high school when I high jumped, but this wasn't the same. There was a huge radiating pain running from my knee to my foot. My foot was completely numb for the first 5-8 minutes I was running. So weird.
It would calm down for a mile or two and then after a short incline the pain would come back full force. It was so bizarre. I'm not sure if it was a random annoyance or leftover from my spill, but I don't like running when I hurt. I feel like I need a crystal ball that will tell me whether the pain is something I should/could run through or whether I should rest. Based on my track record, I'm obviously not the best at determining this on my own. ;)
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If only we were given three arms so we could triple-fist Guinness. Got my Irishman on a bit too much with the Guinness on St. Patty's day.
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