Notes
Birthday run, and I can't imagine a run starting any better and ending up so bad. I started heading towards the Potomac and quickly found a solid stream of runners. With my legs well rested, good temps, and runners around, I was feeling great. I even found a cool gravel path to run along. Problems started when I needed to find a bathroom, but I wasn't too concerned since I saw some porta-potties back up another path. As I headed down a hill to get on the bike path, I twisted my ankle again. Same ankle of course, and same freaking shoes as last time! WTF. The pain was intense right away and I needed to walk but quickly started running again. I started heading back home but went to the porta-johns first; they were locked, fml. Made due with what I could... and heading home broken, smelly, and defeated.