…OK, so it’s not quite that extreme. I wouldn’t say I am actually taking PLEASURE in his misfortune. I just really like the word (and the concept of) “schadenfreude.”
Reading this made me feel all, “OK, this happens to even the BEST runners.” Until I got the part where he said he hasn’t missed one run because of it. Then I went back to feeling angry and surly.
The Cherry Blossom 10-miler is in about 3.5 weeks and since I’m currently at the level of “2 minutes of running, followed by one of walking, for 15 minutes total, on the treadmill” and my foot still does not feel normal, I’m gonna say it’s not looking too promising.
On a lighter note, I had a great time in California. I never thought I would love LA as much as I did. Laguna Beach is aite, too.
That’s all for now. Despite it being a beautiful day outside back here in NYC, I am in a slightly-better-than-lousy mood, due to the fact that this gorgeous weather feels like a slap in my non-running face. I don’t care that that makes no sense. Peace!