Somehow on Thursday night, while having a couple of pints with a good friend, I rolled my ankle. The details are beer-soaked and foggy. It was either falling upstairs at the pub, or running home in the fog. Either way, I messed it up. Not smart, Nathan. You're supposed to be in training.
It's Friday, and the ankle is not feeling good. I'll take the day off.
Saturday comes around and the ankle is still hurting. No running today.
On Sunday, I hopped in a car with some good friends and we drove to Nova Scotia. As much as I want to spend time with my family, I need a little "me time" and a chance to clear my head. My ankle still feels stiff, but the pain has pretty much subsided. A good night's sleep tonight, and I'll be ready to make it up with a long run tomorrow.
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