Hail my running brothers and sisters! Week....ummm...huh. Maybe, I ought to back up a bit. Almost 2 weeks ago, I had me a little car accident on my way back home from Knoxville. Long story-short, I got distracted, over-compensated, spun my car, and ended up on the shoulder, lucky not to have ended up in the bottom of a cliff. My car was totaled but I miraculously walked away relatively unscathed. I say relative as I did not have any broken bones, but after a trip to the orthopedist and an x-ray later, he determined that I had some build-up on my tibia that indicated I might develop a stress fracture, if I continued running (I also have an injury to my coccyx. No point to that. I just like to say coccyx). He prescribed 2-4 weeks off. I mentioned my upcoming marathon to him and mentioned that I could miss it due to a stress fracture if I wanted. Thanks doc. Why don't you pass me the bacon and pie right now? Well in my running exile, I dutifully (if not resentfully) rested my legs, and cross-trained on occasion (why is doing the elliptical so sucky?). Thankfully I hadn't canceled my Y membership, so I was able to get in some weight work (do NOT ever sit down on a weight bench with a 40 lb weight in your lap and an injured coccyx!) and low-impact cardio (seriously, why is the elliptical so sucky!?!) After 2 weeks of being pissy and mopey, I went out for a run today. I hit the track (I assumed that it would be easier on my legs) and did an easy 3 miles. While my pace was good (8:23/mi avg), it felt like I was running through mud. I was breathing hard and I cringed at every little ache. Still, it was good to be back out running again. After I finished, I came home, had some breakfast, and took a cold bath (just in case). So my plan for the rest of the week is to go easy and re-build my mileage somewhat before I start my taper. With 3 weeks to go until my marathon in Chattanooga, I'm throwing out my original goal of 3:25 and just hoping to finish with my legs intact at this point. I may be able to recover and do even better than I imagine, but the realist in me says that isn't likely. It's a somewhat disappointing realization after all my training, but I'm still going to enjoy it and have some fun. Later kids! Keep the faith!