Stupid Kate

I had to cut my scheduled 9 mile long run down to 6 due to my stupid bum foot. It's been fine and feeling great for the last two weeks or so but Saturday morning I decided to be an idiot and run on a solid sheet of black ice and slipped and rolled my ankle. Stupidkatestupidkatestupidkate. The pain is in the exact same spot as before so instead of being even stupider and stubborn and finishing the remaining three miles, I cut my losses and went home to RICE. Luckily, I think I avoided doing too much damage and its still early in my training schedule so I don't think it will put me off too much. Stupid kate!

In other, non-running related news, I'm still swooning over my boy-toy (I called him this to my mother and she about had a fit, I think it's hilarious). Friday night he took me out for Thai food, then for coffee, then we wandered around this little booksotre called The Book Loft. The store has tons of tiny little rooms that twist and wind around endlessly, packed to the ceiling with every book imaginable. I love the charachter and the originality of places like this. Really makes places like B&N feel pretty soulless. We meanderend through the little cubbys, dancing around each other and pointing out book after book after book that we loved for what ever reason. I could have stayed there forever. Eventually. though, they had to close and kicked us out onto the street.

We continued the date at my house where he sat transfixed at my massive book collection (it is a little obscene) and said I could give The Book Loft a run for their money. He showed me his one and only tattoo, his first marathon time on his arm. I swooned. We talked for a little while longer then I kicked him out so I could get to bed. He gave me a kiss and drove off into the night. *sigh* Probably, the best date I've ever had...