I had a dream where I was at a hotel and had to get to a race start. My cankle still had the same crankiness as it does in real life so I was concerned about running the race since that would be the first time I ran in a while.
I also had to get to the start of the race- which I ended up choosing my bike because taxis would take too long in traffic. I got to the start and checked my bag and lined up for the start.
And then I woke up.
I tried to go back to sleep because I wanted to know the outcome of the race. Mainly if my ankle would hurt or not. (I MEAN CMON THATS THE ONLY THING I CARE ABOUT NOW)
I woke up this morning and my ankle wasn't nearly as cranky as before. In fact it almost feels normal. I'm contemplating a very short run (like one mile) after work to get my bib for the Original 5k that I'm running or "yogging" this weekend.
I'll be cycling to the start of that race, just as in my dream. I hope my ankle is up for an easy 5k Saturday morning.
I'm looking forward to running the The Original 5k Saturday. I've got some sweet Chicago sweatbands to compliment the "throwback" theme of this race. That is, if CB lets me have them back...