I dreamed about you last night. Its been a long time since you've shown up in my dreams. And I kissed you there.
What a thing to do. Why now, I wonder? Where are you?
Hiked today. Along the Millcreek pipeline trail. Beautiful day. Crisp blue sky and deep snow from the recent storm. 1.5 miles in slipped, twisted my ankle, and tumbled down the slope. Arrested the fall but could tell immediately the ankle was bad. Sat in the snow, took off the boot and watched the swelling. Felt the bone, not convinced it isn't broken. Put the boot back on while I still could. Couldn't stand for the pain so I just sat there. No cell-signal. Not really dressed for being stationary in that level of cold - my gear only worked as long as I was moving. Decided it was best to try and walk while adrenaline was pumping. If I waited, I might not ever be able to get out on my own steam. Hobbled off the mountain like a badass. Like a screaming, swearing, crying badass.
Marathon training's gonna have to wait. Fuck.
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