I know you have all been patiently waiting to hear what the doctor said about my foot. Let's just say the bonfire and beer drinking has begun and the crutches are history! He thinks I'm healing well and can be in the boot two more weeks before moving to a shoe with orthotics. I can swim, but nothing else. Because I am the shut up and run girl, I had to ask him if I could run a half marathon in mid-November, but go really slowly. Crawl, if need be. He looked at me like I was high on crack. This idiot, he was thinking. He was nice enough to just say it "wasn't advisable" and would put me at risk for another injury. I knew that, but it doesn't hurt to ask. One time I asked to be upgraded to first class and it worked so I always ask.
I don't like to swim. I don't like to swim because I hate being cold, because I don't like the water that gets in my goggles, because I look dumb in the swim cap, because I don't like the locker rooms and the wet floor on my bare feet and the naked bodies all sharing the same pool.
I used to love to swim as a kid playing tea party under water, doing handstands and pissing constantly in the water. I don't think I used the bathroom at our neighborhood pool once between the ages of 8 and 16. Make that 21. I once even took a dump in the ocean and it hit my brother in the leg, but that is another story.
But I will swim because it will keep me in shape for my first love and best friend, running. I will even take a picture of myself in my swim-get up just for you to see. Maybe I will wear my swim outfit into Target and ride on the electric cart. Now that would be a picture. Again, because I am the shut up and run girl, I am always a bit extreme and disciplined. I now know that swimming a mile in the 25 meter pool is about 64 lengths. That will be my goal. Not for the first time I swim, but in the coming weeks. A few years ago I did a triathlon and it was a half mile swim, so I'm pretty sure I can do the mile with only a 50% chance of drowning. The nice thing about the pool is you don't have to stop your workout to pee.
Now for the giveaway. I put this at the bottom of the post with hopes you would really read the post and care. I've been feeling bad since yesterday's post - flaunting those yummy pumpkin spice kisses that some of you said you can't find where you live. These things are amazing. Melt in your mouth pumpkin pie is the best way I can describe them. So, because you have been so kind and supportive of me during these past crap filled weeks, I am going to give away a bag of these yummy treats. All you gotta do?
Leave a comment and link back to my blog about the giveaway on your blog.
And a little bragging - here is my son at his cross country meet this week. He is a mini-me.