Owie

Owie. That's what I kept thinking at noon today, running 3 miles on owie ankles.

All day yesterday I was dealing with pain, especially in my ankles. I couldn't decide whether to try to get up early today to run and then lift at noon, so I just let it go. If I woke up early and things felt right, I would run early. Otherwise, it would be a noontime run.

Yeah, I woke up about 20 minutes late. So it was a noontime run. Even then, the ankles were complainin'. I didn't listen to them.

It's almost 9:30 now. I walked the dogs after work and drank some cheap red wine with dinner, and the ankles feel just fine now. We'll see what happens tomorrow.