I'm on a hurt-myself-while-running kick lately.
I won't do that to you now.
All you need to know is, I was ready to conquer the hills yesterday morning, like I conquered the laundry.
I already had a massive blister on my left big toe due to all the walking this weekend around Sydney.
So halfway through Mile 2, I noticed that the blister started hurting.
I got home, peeled off the Vibrams, and my toe was BLACK.
It's so gross I had to put a Band Aid over it so it wouldn't freak out my yoga classes yesterday afternoon.
Luckily, my black toe is not for naught! I am so proud of my stats:
That's 4.6 km in 32 minutes, and considering the monster hills I climbed, I'm pretty damn proud!