Ice and rest have helped my back sort of return to normal. Well, I can put weight on my left leg and there is no longer the horrible shooting pain of yesterday morning, when I had to use crutches to come into work. I'm still moving a little slowly. My boots didn't zip all the way up because my calves are swollen... or did they just grow huge with all of the strain.

I had made a commitment to myself. Beat Oprah, or try again. I didn't have any clauses about her running a flat course versus me running hills, just as I didn't use a body mass to time ratio to calculate an adjusted finish time given my (assumed) more slight frame.

So now, the new goal is to beat Puff Daddy / P Diddy / Diddy. He did run a sub 4 when you adjust for when he crossed the starting line. I realize that. Stretch goal is to qualify for Boston. And all of this will happen in Napa. I've put together a training group of awesome women with a shared goal of visiting beantown. This time, I'm actually going to train.