I Been Here For Years

My 64 days and (roughly) 8 hours of no running stretch finally came to an end this morning with the Winter Classic 5K in Cambridge.  Except I didn't run a 5K...I ran approximately 3 miles.  Despite leaving a full hour before the start of the race to get to Central Square which typically takes about 20-30 minutes to get to by the T we got there so late that we had to jump into the race with no bibs and without making it to the starting line.  We jumped in right behind the trailing police car...this was a come back race for Erin, Robbie, and I so we weren't really worried about the technicalities.  But we were able to run the entire course less the section we skipped.  And minus having to stop a couple times to put Robbie's mittens back on.  Oh, and to pick up the shoes and socks he threw off his feet.  Did I mention it was around 30 degrees out while we were running?  Not sure what you're supposed to do with a kid who is crying because he's cold while he is taking his second sock off.  I think he may need to catch up on some Dual Survival because after the crying I saw today, Cody Lundin would not be impressed.

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The ankle didn't hurt when running, but there was definitely some achiness after the race.  Not so much a throbbing pain or anything that even remotely resembled the original injury but a very subtle radiating pain that would slowly fade in and out every once in awhile.  My ankle is elevated as I speak type, but I think I may slowly be getting back in the game.  But don't call it a come back 'cause, well, you know...