Busted

"One small Heath Blizzard please."

"Please pull up to pay miss."

As I reached in my purse to pull out my money, I heard my phone go off. I could taste the ice cream  and the thought of the Heath bar pieces were making me foam at the mouth.

That's when  I checked my phone.

And guess what? My Coach Cori sent me a text saying "How are you feeling today?"

%*)&U*(&%$#@  is what I thought in my head. I knew I couldn't go threw with it now. That was a sign from God. He really didn't want me eating that Dairy Queen blizzard.

I took two bites and then sent CC a text back about what happened and she talked me out of it. I didn't eat anymore. Later on that evening I was glad that I didn't stuff the ice cream in my face. I need to stick to my once a week ice cream indulgence.

I knew why I wanted to eat though. I felt discouraged. About a week ago my Achilles tendon started hurting. It felt better this past Sunday so I ran the almost 11 miles. I could barely walk the next day. Lots of Pain. I haven't really ran since. I jogged 2 miles the other day and that is it. I am icing and resting it.

I miss running. Everything I've read online says that I need to rest my Achilles though. I'm afraid that if I run in the next few days I could really injure myself and miss out on the race. It is very hard. I know I will be fine for our half-marathon which is only a week away!!! I'm not worried about training this week. I feel ready. I just don't like NOT running. I feel so much better when I do. Maybe I will swim tomorrow morning.

I WANT TO RUN!!!