Maybe this run wasn't so smart. After taking a week of "active" recovery at scout camp, I was eager to hit the road this morning. Despite bedtime around 1, I woke up on my own at 6. Ate some oatmeal and headed out to survey the damage on my broke-down trailer. I got there in 3 miles, and headed up to BST, and ran home on north Davis Blvd. The dry creek in north Bntfl. is dry once more. My foot hurt a bit, but it wasn't much of an issue on the run. Now, 8 hours later I'm limping around like an 80 year old man. Time for a double dose of vitamin I-- ice and ibuprofen. | 