Today was my first day running after that stupid little fracture. What a beautiful morning it was. I was out of bed and dressed at 7:30, kissed the hubby goodbye and out the door I went. Destination: The track at Richardson Stadium at Davidson College.
It was suprisingly busy for a Sunday morning. I thought I'd have the whole track to myself, which was my intention in case I had a nervous breakdown or something. Anyway, two 'ol Gents were chatting away as they walked lap after lap, another woman all in white walked like the demon was chasing her and another woman ran a lap and would then do stairs, and repeat. Alot. I had experienced admiration in between thoughts that she was insane. But I digress.
I laced up my snazzy new shoes, played with my watch to get all the components to work and the sun began to shine. Very bright.