I thought I was diligent by taking rest day after the stairwell tumble. Maybe I needed this:
Apparently I underestimated the discomfort of running with a huge bruise on my arse. I started up the mountain this morning and it was uncomfortable to say the least. It was not painful so I kept going up the mountain. My running mates were discussing icing and injury prevention when a little voice inside my head said “um, you have 18 miles to run this Saturday, do you really need to run through this much discomfort right now?” The answer was a clear “no”. I told my friends what happened on the stairwell and that my conscience was guiding me to turn around. All in all it was a speedy 5 miles on the mountain despite the discomfort. I am going to try for an easy 4 miles tomorrow morning before hitting the big mileage bright and early Saturday AM.