This is somewhat of a dubious milestone. I tried to run last night, but the calf said no. I thought, "I'll see how it feels after a mile." "Then you'll have to walk home for a mile." I turned around to come home. "No, I'm not going home. I got dressed, I found gloves, it's getting late, I need to get this run in." I turned around and headed out again. "No, don't be stupid. It's too late for this run to help, and it could really hurt. You've got a marathon next week, so give it another day. Go home." I went home. Watching Office reruns was little comfort. I hope to run an easy 5-6 tonight. The calf feels better. Not right, but better. | 