May 7, 2008...11:53 am
Injury, idiots, incentive, and inquiries.
About six miles into the half-marathon on Sunday, I felt a familiar pain in my knee. Six years ago, just three weeks before I was set to run the Chicago Marathon, I had to drop out and go through three months of physical therapy for that same pain. I knew it wasn’t going to go away, but I wasn’t going to let all my training go to waste, again, so I kept running, and then limp-ran to the finish. Immediately after crossing the finish line, my knee completely locked up and I couldn’t walk. The knee feels better now, but I know the injury is still lurking. Do you think if I ignore it, it will heal itself?
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Last night I did a show at a club in a nearby city. When I introduced myself to the guy who runs the show, the first thing he does is grab my left hand and, pointing to my wedding band, say “That’s not going to keep you from getting hit on tonight. This is [name of City].”
What does that even mean?
After my set, he walks towards me with his arms wide, as if I’m supposed to give him a hug, saying “Great job. They loved you!” Which, not to toot my own horn, they totally did.
I shook his hand.
Douchebag.
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Today I found out that my job allows 20 weeks PAID maternity leave. Is that enough reason to get pregnant? Probably not, but I’m kinda considering it.
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I’ve been having a blast writing Trail Tuesdays, so I really hope you guys are enjoying it, too! I thought you might have some questions (like, Do you and E really cuss that much? Answer: Yes, we both have the gift of being able to add the word fuck to any possible sentence, and we feel its our duty to not let this gift go to waste). So let me know if you are curious about anything you’ve read (like, what did we wear, or carry in our packs, etc.), and if I get enough questions, I’ll do a Trail Tuesdays Q&A post.
6 Comments
May 7, 2008 at 12:10 pm
20 weeks paid maternity leave? I’d get preggers for that and I’m single and I currently hate all men.
May 7, 2008 at 6:47 pm
What a jerk- but glad the show went so well! I’ll try to think of some questions for your Trail Tuesdays. And babies? Ahh… they’re the greatest!
May 7, 2008 at 7:41 pm
Hmm, am now curious how many weeks maternity leave my work gives…not a good thing to wonder while simultaneously worried where my period is.
Moving on!
Don’t ignore it. It will not heal itself. But you know that.
May 7, 2008 at 10:11 pm
My knee has yet to heal itself from a late night of dancing in November. Lesson learned? Drinking + Dancing = lifelong messed up knee.
20 weeks? Will they hire me so I can get the 20 weeks off and then quit?
May 8, 2008 at 4:03 pm
Knee bummer! Thats a pain in the ass! Have you tried using one of those wraps on it while you run?
Ok… now I have to catch up on the Trail Tuesdays!
May 8, 2008 at 10:54 pm
Five months of paid time off, in exchange for eighteen years of indentured slavery to a pooping, drooling idiot that will eventually become an ungrateful monster at puberty? I don’t think so.
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