
I am still recovering from my injuries (mainly the knee) and won't be running again for a while. In the meantime, I'm happy walking the dog.
Adventures of a first-time marathoner
I'm not going to lie, last week was emotional and I'm still coming to terms with not having run the marathon. Any doubts I had about my decision were silenced this weekend when my foot started killing me after walking less than 2 miles around the city. Even still, I'm upset that life isn't fair and I'm uncertain about wanting to try again.

I was on the phone at 7:30 am trying to book a same-day appointment with a podiatrist this morning. Luckily, Virginia Mason Sports Medicine clinic was able to fit me in. The wrong address was listed on the Aetna insurance website, so I spent about 10 minutes running around First Hill trying to find Lindeman Pavilion. By the time I arrived for my appointment, my ankle was on fire.