Steel C: AWESOME to hear that you've signed up for a marathon.
Congrat's on making the leap! Better to have SandedTM the 8 miler and learn now, then to do it on a marathon.
Sport_Fan: sweet 5k!
Ivan: congrat's on your vag-recovery! Running 14 on a track sounds insane to me. I mean literally insane.
Prosopsis: 3:30 am. Again...insane
Grue:

so sorry to hear about your calf GB. Hoping for a quick and sound recovery. You might want to
follow this as I know more than a couple people who have had good luck with it (I did not have quick success with it).
Dexter: Excellent race report. It was the antithesis of a Poppa report, yet it was effective.
Reginald: MRI's are uncomfortable, but not all that bad. Best of luck with your shoulder.
Sho-Nuff: Jager-Bombs typically make for bad morning runs. They make the evening before better though = it's a wash!
Ned, I want to party with you Cowboy! The two of us together...!
Prince: Congrat's on the weight. Do not pass go, do not collect $200; go directly online and sign up for that half!
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My Update:
Knowing I couldn't workout for a week, I also had a weekend of debauchery. Thursday night I let the girl that I've been seeing the most know that I really am not fit or ready for a serious relationship (which opened my weekend plans up!). Friday night I went to a conference (not in my field) with a buddy and we chased fun until 5:30 am where we decided we had finally had enough. We hit Whataburger for breakfast #1; took a two hour nap back at the hotel; then caught hotel breakfast at 9:55 knowing it was closing at 10. I veg'ed on the sofa all day, and met a co-worker and her friend (both lovely, single ladies) out for drinks and more debauchery that evening. I slept until noon yesterday, and was awoken by a phone call from my oldest daughter's best friend's mother who wanted to know if I wanted to take her on a motorcycle ride. I said "absolutely"! I drank about a gallon of water, and was ready within an hour. We ended up doing a 120 mile ride (yes, it was motorized TM; I'm sure you would have pushed the bike the whole way); then came back to my community pool for poolside margarita's. That lead to her staying for dinner, and a couple bottles of wine, and another great night of debauchery. I'm just now back at work, and am contemplating calling my Dr. to see if I can get on the liver transplant list. My body is telling me that I'd better be able to run/bike/swim soon. The pain isn't quite done yet, as I found out around 11 pm last night that today is daughter's best friend's mom's birthday today, and neither of us have kids tonight. Round 5 tonight will need to be the last one for awhile