the ugly: on running

I’m going to call this one ugly because it is.


I woke up Friday morning–the morning I was supposed to complete an 8-mile run–with a nasty bruise on my left calf. Upon further inspection, I realized my knee was also bruised along with the shin of my left leg.

I love my foam roller. It’s made my life infinitely easier. It knocked a minute off my mile time. It’s made me extra-flexible. And it’s solved my life-long knee problems. Seriously. No creaking. No clicking. No stiffness.  Not a drop of pain while I run. I don’t have to wear a brace anymore when I run.

But some days, I seriously look like I’ve been boxing instead of running.

And it hurts. The bruises are tender. And sore.

And they’re ridiculously ugly.