Turkey week: As if Gawd had left me....

 Monday RUN 4 miles out of 5, 
     STRENGTH 20 mins of upper
Tuesday ELLIPTICAL 1 hour (this was different shoe day, haha)
     STRENGTH 20 mins of core
Wednesday nothing? 
Thursday RUN most of 5 miles in Kentucky trail, fell!
Friday Does waterpark count as a swim?
Saturday RUN 2 miles of out 2.5 treadmill, up to 6.0!
       SWIM haha maybe 100 yards of play
Sunday again nothing, barely 2500 steps

And when I say 20 mins, I mean 20x 1 minute intervals, with 1-20 seconds of rest. I keep debating, do I say it's a 30 min session when I only did 20 actual minutes? 

Turkey week retrospective, all travel and making the best that I could of it.

One note - I was running in Kenlake Park, planning an easy walk-the-hills 4-5  miler before we started travel again. I'm alone on the trail, light rain and jewel-raindrops on the leaves around me. My mind is tumbling over kids stuff, and the conversation I had with AB and VL the night before. Around 3.5 or 4.5 miles (I forget) in to the run, over absolutely nothing I could see, I tripped and fell. All the way down. Right elbow, right knee, left ankle. 

The stupid part of it, my mind was wandering on how to say something to the kids, and my stupid shit head had a thought of "I felt as if Gawd had left me" (referring to the 2018-2019 era) and I fucking kid you not it was as if Gawd fucking tripped me right at that moment. Shit you now, right then and there. Of course he didn't, but geez if I were him - I woulda tripped me!

Left ankle didn't bruise or swell, but later that night I was outright limping around Opryland and to the Thanksgiving dinner. Thank you Gawd (haha) that the next day it was an almost-nothing minor issue. Today, on Monday, there's a minor niggle on the lateral ankle that is probably some damage. Hopefully I can let it heal, or Gawd will leave me. 

No M 10 days. No Azuc 14 days. None.