thank you for stopping me from making what was an incredibly lame and stupid decision. thinking back to when i hurt my achilles, i remember promising myself that i would *never* take my ability to run pain-free for granted, and that i would cross-train and stretch and listen to my body. and what did i almost do?? RUN A MARATHON WITH A GROIN INJURY? WHY DIDN’T ANYONE ELSE TRY TO STOP ME?
well, whatever. because i have been walking about with a wince in each step today, i’m re-making my decision, and this time it’s final: no shamrock sportsfest for me. i have already withdrawn my hotel reservation so there is no turning back. it is time for rehab, cross-training, and maybe even a sports medicine appointment.