Red Rubber Ball

Okay, Internet. I did it. I went running again. I was SO nervous that I decided a little tribute to some BRF's would help. So, for Topher, I wore my new running tights, 'cause I know the man loves his spandex. And, so that the tights wouldn't completely scream LOOK AT MY BUTT, I put on some red lipstick in honor of Nancy. And I set off.

I ran 3 miles, slowly (32:something, compared to the 4 miles I ran at 35:something), on a flat surface. But you guys?

It was fine!

No pain in the leg before, during, or after.

Thank you so much to all of you who have written in kind words of support. I really have been scared that I'd have to take a significant amount of time off of running. The sad thing is, when I thought I had a stress fracture, the fact that a semi-broken bone would hurt and all was really not a concern to me so much as the fact that it meant I wouldn't be able to run. Yes, that is nuts - thank you for noticing.

Something that you catlickers might not know about me is that I absolutely love oldies music. And there's a song that comes to mind right now, called "Red Rubber Ball," which I downloaded in commemoration of my state of mind right now.

I should have known you'd bid me farewell.
There's a lesson to be learned from this
and I learned it very well

Now I know you're not
the only starfish in the sea.
If I never hear your name again
it's all the same to me.

And I think it's gonna be all right.
Yeah, the worst is over,
Now the morning sun is shining like a Red Rubber Ball.