Like it or not, life will continue to challenge us. That pesky pinky toe was indeed fractured on the inside corner of the smallest bone in the toe.
“Best place to break it,” according to my doc. Well, I guess it is considered the best place, because unlike when you break the bigger bone in the toe (yes, unfortunately I’ve done this in the past…), when you break the smallest bone, it doesn’t take you out of activities for nearly as long.
Although I haven’t been inclined to run much lately due to a pervasive lack of motivation for it, the fact is I can run. I’ve been settling for 3 to 4 miles most days with a bit of walking. This weekend I got in a 5.8 as well as an 8, both with a fair amount of walking.
Delicious memories of Paris have kept me going this week. After a stop at the Crepe Stop (new cafe in Belmont), I remembered savoring the final crepe in Paris on my 30th birthday before we departed.