All in one weekend we said good bye 2011 and hello 2012. In all actuality it sounded more like: "Hey, 2011, get the hell out of here, and don't let the door hit your ass on the way out" and "Welcome, 2012, I hope you're sweeter than your older sister 2011." It was a fun weekend, albeit exceptionally exhausting.
Despite my busted up foot and having lived 2 weeks in Storm Trooper Boot, I managed to finish up the New Year's Challenge, running 13.1 on Saturday and a little 3.1 on Sunday. Saturday was a special day, because I was joined by my dad. The man that motivated me to become a runner returned to the scene by completing his first half in over 20 years.
Thanks to the help of some awesome KT Tape, I buddy taped the crap out of the Piggy that Went to Market and the Piggy that Stayed Home.