AM - with Steve and Steve up the Icehouse Trail and onto Broken Mesa. I've always wanted to run up this beastly hill and now I never have to do it again. To make the coming down easier, I decided to roll down the lava field with a twisted ankle. This technique, however, was not that effective. The run wasn't that great for running: cuts and bruises all over, pretty twisted ankle, no spot to pick up pace for a few miles like I wanted, almost stepped on another rattlesnake; but I did enjoy it for the beauty of running: very pretty area, great views, good company. Ankle swelled up a bit and then settled down into my foot. Stayed pretty sore the rest of the day. (Cumulus orange 60.4) |