So there I was, with my limpy sore leg and my limpy sore dog, all packed up in my limpy old Escort hatchback and headed out to do a couple miles of light running on one of my favorite trails.
Forget the fact that I knew I should wait longer before stressing my gashed knee. I wanted to run.
So I strapped on my waterbelt and hobbled over to the trailhead, only to encounter this cheery news:
Hope your day is going better.
Wow! That would for sure keep me away. I got my run in but want to bike later. Trouble is it is so so so so so humid.
ReplyDeleteYikes! I'd definitely not be taking chances either :)
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