I hope ya'll wanted some whine with breakfast, because here it comes.
To quote my 2 year old, Will, "poopie, poopie, poopie." Someone shot my "Polly Anna" and the prognosis is very dismal.
The first half of my run, was a walk, interspersed with very crampy calves trying to run. I spent more time in down dog than I did moving, as to try to stretch them out. The walking was nice. I had a nice time with Kelly Clarkson, Il Divo, and Van Halen ;)
The second half, my calves quit cramping up and let me, ever so slowly, run home. The broadway cast of Hairspray and Billy Idol brought me in.
I am going to get a bike helmet today and do some biking while my lower extremities are still boycotting running.
Serenity now!!! |