Somehow, despite my best efforts at willpower, I can't resist a garbo mandate. So here I am.
Nothing to see here, however. Injury after injury, all involving left foot. This time I was working slowly back to running, doing intervals of one minute run, one and a half minutes walk, and did a 5k that way in early November (PW of 45 minutes, but I was kind of excited to think it was a beginning.) Woke up the next morning in pain (surgical ankle) and am now going through the familiar routine of waiting a month for a doctor's appointment. Probably to be followed by a month in a boot or a cast before I'll be even allowed to have an MRI. Meanwhile bracing it everyday and taking nightly ice baths.
I'm pretty close to renouncing my Loop membership. Much as I love you all.
Aren't you glad you asked, garbo? Maybe I'll learn to play Muskrat Love on the oboe.