So… I haven’t posted anything since last Monday.  I apologize, but before I catch you up, let me take a moment to say thank you to all who donated to my fundraising effort in association with the Dexter to Ann Arbor run.  The money will go to Mott Children’s Hospital and will be put to good use, I am sure!

So… Monday… I ran, as you will recall.  Tuesday… I suffered a gout outbreak.  I’m have no idea why as I hadn’t eaten any of the verboten comestibles, but my foot was swollen and red and oh so very painful…

Interestingly, I had just had a talk with one of my coworkers on Friday about how I tend to ignore pains that should tell me to stop, and just push through it to complete the task.  That is I’m pretty good at the herculean effort though often at the cost of the long term battle.  So with that fresh in my mind, I did the reasonable thing, and curtailed my foot-oriented exercise for the week so that it would recede before Sunday’s big run.

It. Did. Not.

In fact, it has not… in what is turning out to be the longest gout outbreak known to man, my foot is STILL swollen and red.

…and oh so very painful…

But… back to Sunday… I’ve gone through the week babying my foot which essentially means I’ve done no cardio (which for the sharp-eyed will explain why the ticker hasn’t moved though I’m calling no gain a win in this case), I’ve babied my foot, and I’ve gotten nowhere.  I should cancel my run.

…but I said I was going to do it… I was looking FORWARD to doing it… people have donated money… I’m gonna do it…

(Happily Laurie was out of town, so there was no one to beat any sense into me).

So, I hopped in the car, and headed on to campus to park.  I parked a few blocks from the starting point and a few blocks further from the ending point… or so I thought!

(Sadly, Laurie was out of town, so there was no one to tell me I didn’t really know where Forsythe Elementary was.)

After walking to where I thought I was going and finding a dearth of anything run-related, I looked at the maps on the iphone and found that I was just over two miles from the start location… but I had 48 minutes to get there, so I could just walk it, right?!?  With my swollen and gouty foot?… right…

So off I headed with my iphone as my guide… limpy, limp, limp, but I made it to the line… exactly as the whistle blew to start!  There were, of course, several hundred people in front of me, so I didn’t actually hit the start line until the 2:33 mark.  I know this because I crossed the start line right after Ann Marie, and it registered her time… it did not, however, register my start time, so on the official results list, my time is wrong as it is assuming a 0:00 start.  It’s okay though… with the Ann Marie reference, I can do the math… I went to college…

Anyway, I cross the line and start to run… and the weirdest thing happens… I keep running!!!  I don’t stop after every block or two for a breather… I keep running… in fact, I run the entire first mile… well… almost… about 100 yds prior to the official mile mark we were going down a STEEP, rutty dirt road, and I tweaked my knee severely enough to make me stop and think for safety’s sake, I will just walk down the rest of this hill

Another interesting thing happened, as I ran, the swelling in my foot went down… dramatically…  where I could barely fit the foot in the shoe before, I now had to stop and tighten it… it still hurt like a son of a gun, but it wasn’t swollen!  I carried on… the next mile was long bouts of running with a few breather points, and then came the last mile.

Did you know that from the North side of town that main street is, essentially, one long off-camber climb uphill?  Neither did I.  I do now though… holy cow did that suck!

During the last tenth of a mile, all I wanted to do was stop, but that’s where all the crowds were, and one is not allowed to stop amidst cheering.

Of course, I think they were cheering for the half marathon runners that were coming in full steam as opposed to me, but it was cheering all the same…

So I ran… and it was a lovely, though painful, run.

The official times were posted on Monday, and after the math…

I was thirteen seconds SLOWER than the Skyline run, and it’s killing me!

Oh, I know what you’re thinking… but this was super hilly, and your foot was swollen and red and painful and…

yeah, yeah… but I was slower…

You’re right of course, but… I was slower…

Regardless, I had time to kill before meeting Brittany for the Taste of Ann Arbor (which I felt I’d earned after having run… though I only ate 1 pulled pork slider and a couple bites of chicken, so I didn’t even blow my diet), so I had the brilliant idea of walking back across town to the BSRB building where I could shower.

Fun Fact:  It turns out that part of the University’s Planet Green initiative is to turn off the hot water heater in the BSRB on weekends.

I did  not know this.  I wish I had.  They should post a sign.  They should post a sign that says Warning!  If you should take a shower on a saturday or sunday, you will finally and truly understand that old saying “You can cut glass with your nipples”.  You should really think about not taking a shower, and maybe just toweling off instead.  That would have been a useful sign.  Instead, I just stepped into the shower as I’ve done a million times before and immediately wondered who’d been biting into York Peppermint Patties!

Oh Ye Goddes, it was cold, but… I was naked and wet already, so I took the shower…  and I have to admit, as far as a green initiative goes, it was doubly effective… not only do they save the energy it takes to heat the water, but there is no one on this planet who is going to waste one second longer under that tap than is absolutely necessary… the water savings are substantial!

So… a very short shower and then I got dressed (careful with that shirt now… those things can cut more than glass)…

I did run again on Monday, but the foot was displeased, and the knee is a block of iron, so I’m giving it until tomorrow before I run again.