Today was not a fun run. Will and I were running up to a friend's house to pick up some cookbooks. I called up the friend and told her to expect us in twenty minutes. I shouldn't have called until Will was in the jogging stroller. I couldn't get Will to get into the jogging stroller for twenty minutes. When I finally started running, my shins/ankle/calves were sore from the race. Because I was late, I ignored the pain and ran as quick as I could up the hill. Will complained the whole way. It wasn't fun, but I got the cookbooks. |