Cowtown Casualty

You might be wondering why I haven't updated the blog with any word about the Cowtown Ultramarathon. Well that is because I didn't get to run it. The night before the big race I gouged my hell while playing around with my little brother. I instantly knew I was in trouble, but was hoping that it would heal enough over night to allow me to run.

Well when I woke up Saturday morning and tried to put some pressure on the heel it instantly started to bleed. Yes, Curt Schilling had a legendary performance in the World Series where his foot bled through his sock and shoe. The thing is I don't get paid to run (quite the opposite actually) and Curt didn't have to run 31 miles with his jacked up foot.

So I spent the day watching the marathon as a spectator and running some errands around town. I took a picture of the injury, but for the sake of taste I will leave it off the blog. I am afraid some of my readers may have queasy stomachs.

Cowtown Coming Up

The Cowtown Ultra is in a couple of days. I haven't trained much at all since White Rock so the 1/2 marathon would probably be a better idea for me. The problem is I would regret not doing the Ultra.

On top of the running the race I think I will add some distance by running to and from the start instead of driving. Hopefully no one who reads this blog will actually know the distance from my house to the race start.