So I got up, had breakfast, got all dolled up in my running outfit and gathered my things: sunglasses, visor, race number, safety pins, gels. With my hands full, I told the dogs to be good little babies and then closed the door behind me.Notice anything missing from that list?
KEYS! Sonuva!
That's right. I locked myself out and by the time the locksmith worked his magic, I missed the race by 10 minutes. What an idiot I am.
I managed to pull a hip flexor last week and NOT stay off of it (beautiful weather + lure of ultimate = painful ultimate). SOOO, it is probably a good thing for me to have missed this race to give myself a little more time to heal. (I've got a bag of ice tucked into my shorts right now.)
Missing this race means I must do the Des Moines half-mary in a couple weeks -- and I should learn the lesson of staying away from sprinting sports for a little while.
Double-dog dang. :(
8 comments:
Bummer!
There's always an up side -- rest up and ready yourself for Des Moines.
Well, the rest is good...
And yeah, wouldn't have been good to go do the race and risk a long wait for a locksmith... not with pooches inside!
Oh, for a trustworthy neighbour with whom to exchange keys.
Argh! That's like a nightmare I would have!
I will probably be spectating DSM... Hope it cools off before then!
That's too bad. I locked myself out the other day...during a training run, and I was so irritated.
Oh well, focus on the next race.
I'm sorry you missed the race, but I gotta be honest; this story gave me great chuckle! It just sounds so much like something I would do. It feels good to know that I'm not alone. ;-)
Bummer you missed the race but rest is good for the hip flexor. Maybe a 'hide-a-key' somewhere outside is worth considering.
Ice in my shorts...never.
You're mia agaion!
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