OK, I'm not going to continue on my Neil Young rant from yesterday. OK, maybe just a little. Like I said, the bright spot - or the lemons to lemonade of this foot injury thing - is finding other activities to take up that running time. So, yesterday instead of running, I spent an hour jamming to this song called Driftin Back, a 27 minute jam. It actually starts out with some lyrics but they really just serve as an excuse for an extended two chord jam - I cranked up the distortion on my hollow body guitar and lost myself for the next twenty minutes. Nice break from work! And I've almost completed three books while riding the incredibly boring stationary bike.
I truly must be 1) aging 2) getting smarter or 3) neither of the previous. I have now not run for nearly a week AND have actually scheduled an appointment with a podiatrist on Monday. This is unheard of me. I am shamefully fearful of all doctors - yes, there I've said it. I will avoid them at all costs. So you know, if I'm going, something's up. Reality is, this injury isn't so bad. The maturity comes in with the knowledge that running on it-especially 26.2 miles could be mind-bendingly (is that a real word?spell check says NO) stupid. Therefore I have to know what I'm dealing with.
Anyway, in Teens Run Yonkers land, lots of exciting things going on. We have a nice little funding proposal factory going on and have gotten three solid foundation requests out over the last couple of days. As I noted yesterday, I'm really psyched to be planning Winter/Spring Training with that culminating in one of four different half marathons I'm in touch with. If you're reading this and either want to volunteer or know of others that might want to, please send them our way.
In the meantime, if your electric is on and you've been fortunate enough to get gas, remember to not take these things for granted anymore - I know I'm not going to. And if you're still without it, wishing you a speedy return to life as usual. Stay safe...
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