I left Friday afternoon to the Phoenix area to take my wife and my little girl to Wicked. It had to be a quick trip so we turned around and headed home at 11 that night. We made it to Havasu at 2:30 in the morning and I was in bed by about 3. At 6 I had to drop my little girl off so I came home, got my running gear on, and headed to Rhett's house for a trail run in the desert. I took my first gu at mile 3 (before then I was seeing stars and the world was spinning a little) and felt good. I felt good until about mile 16. At that point my achillies started to hurt a little. By mile 18 I could hardly run and by the end of the run I could hardly walk.
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