I'll try to cut down on the lengthiness of this post as much as possible, but there's a lot to cover, so prepare yourself for a novel :)
The night of my Kentucky Derby party, Betsy crashed on me, so I suppose we should start there.
|In my Derby dress and hat|
|Me and Mama RNG|
|Yummy pasta salad|
|So much fruit!|
|My pecan and Derby pies|
|Sarah, me, and Cassie|
|Mama RNG with 39472357 blankets|
|I also love the Rivercats' garlic fries. Edward Cullen better watch himself around me!|
|I love hanging out with this girl! Constant laughs :)|
|Our fancy girly drinks. Mine was a strawberry basil concoction and hers was a sparkling fruit wine thing.|
I don't understand the need for the ghetto schoolbus. Why, oh why is this appropriate?!
So now that we're caught up with life, we can get back to running, which is the whole point of this blog, correct? There hasn't been anything of epic proportions to inform you guys about, except for my run on Monday. It was supposed to be a 5.3 miler, my long run of the week. I started out fine, but after 5 mins I could tell something was up with my left foot. My baby toe and the 4th toe were rubbing against each other and it didn't feel very good. I took my shoe and sock off to evaluate, but couldn't find anything inherently wrong, so I put both back on and continued on my run. The pain eventually went away and I didn't think anything of it again. I got home, cooled down, and stretched. When I looked at the bottom of my left sock, I saw this huge bloody stain! I ripped the sock off and discovered that my pinky toenail had dug a chunk out of my 4th toe and it was bleeding. Yuck!
|Ignore the chipped polish!|
|What the heck?! (High five for "Roman Holiday" on the TV!)|
Neither of the boo-boos hurt at all, so I can go back to running like normal. But still, sooo weird!
Do you feel caught up now? I do! Whew! That was a long post and if you made it through all that, high fives for you!