Notes
This was a fateful night indeed.
We'd just gotten 5 inches, so the roads were terrible. I was out running at 3 AM or so. I decided to cut up the park, so I ran in some hills, covered in virgin snow.
I got the snow in my shoes, but I disregarded.
So I ran up to main street, ran, on the banked slushy roads South wards, almost fell twice.
I finally made my way the the roundabouts on the boarder with Cheektowaga, and I realized that Werhle was relatively clear from having been salted, and the traffic was low. After several miles, I began to see an I-90 overpass ahead, which was very odd, as I had thought that I had been out this way before, but I had never seen the overpass.
I approached the town of Amherst water tower, and the little league fields, which I had always seen while on the I-90 going in and out of Amherst, but I'd never been here before. It was windswept and abandoned. My right IT band was slightly bothering me. There was deep, drifted snow on the empty fields, and the moon was peeking out from behind the clouds. I felt the compulsion to run out and touch the water tower....
On the way back, I realized that my IT band pain was deteriorating. I did a stretch I saw a high school teammate do standing up, but I heard a sickening pop, and things felt considerably worse after the stretch.
After I hit 7 miles, my body was telling me to stop, but I had no where to go. I was 2 miles from home, and it was 4 AM with 18 degrees and considerable wind. So I ran back. When I arrived back, I hard trouble using my hands to get the door open - must've been the snow in my shoes.
I iced x3 a few hours later. Side of the knee hurt during run but didn't feel especially sore.