A Little Clumsy

As I am walking down the stairs at 0115 this morning, I fell down the stairs and hit the wall. I knocked over everything that was once attached to the wall. Ouch! First off, I am not that clumsy. Well....maybe, but not this time. After work last night and with the kids home for the weekend, I wanted to go out for a run. They went with me. That in itself probably won't happen again. Drama Queen rode her bike. That was fine, but she doesn't know the proper way of riding with mom running. You know, stay the fuck out of my way, stop running over the back of my legs and don't talk to me (I can't hear you with head phones on). We stopped countless times. Some because of her and some because of me. My thighs and butt feel much better, some pain, but remember "Pain is Weakness Leaving the Body." Unless they pain is heading down between my ankles and the heels of my feet. I have been able to run through everything else, but this. This I can't even walk with. What really sucked, I wasn't that tired when I ran, I just kept feeling this sharp pain shot up my calves and into my heels. So last night as I was talking to Sniper, hobbling down the stairs, my feet hit the tile and the pain shot up through my calves and that's when I fell. Smooth move. I laughed, but didn't want to make a ass out of myself on the phone. I left everything right where it was that fell off the wall. This morning, Lego Man comes running up the stairs "Mom, something happened down stairs. Come here quick." As I am going back down those stairs (I decided I don't like living in a two story anymore, the stairs and I don't get along), I told him not to worry about it, nobody broke in. I was up last night and I fell. The little shit sat there and laughed at me. I need to figure out how to stretch out the pain in my feet and ankles. I want to run again today. I am extremely motivated. Besides some of the Marine Moms running at the Boot Camp Challenge are already talking smack. They are running in teams and it looks like I might be running this as an individual (I haven't decided if I want to run alone or on a team). Some of them are using there "Marine" as a trainer and one of them her son is a DI and helping her. Oh Shit! As this is becoming competitive, I am looking for any ideas how to kick the shit of these women without making an ass out of myself. What other things I should be working on, besides running? Anyone? Help!!!!! dyzgoneby Sniper, when you get home, would you please come put this old bitch into shape? I can't have these "Marine Moms" get the best of me. Another day down until your in my arms again. You're almost there. I love you with all my heart.