We spent another rainy day in Louisburg on Friday, and with nothing better to do, I wanted to go running.  It seems that I only go out running on rainy days.  Louisburg is a really small town.  Really really small.  I mapped out a route around the whole downtown area, and it was only two miles.  I decided to run to the high school track and do some speed work to get some more miles in.

The high school was only a mile away, but by the time I reached it, my ankle was hurting me.  I keep forgetting that I hurt my ankle somewhere between Annandale and Fredericksburg.  I think I must have twisted it the wrong way when my feet were so numb from the cold towards the end of that ride about a week ago, and it had been hurting ever since about halfway through each day on the bike.  I am always so relieved at the end of each ride, and my ankle hasn’t hurt me at all off the bike, so I never think to ice it.  I jogged back to the house without even going on the track and iced my swollen ankle.

I did some web editing and some reading but promptly fell asleep after a few pages and remained asleep for a few hours.  Liz had left for work at 3pm, and I woke up at 6pm.  Liz’s parents, Annette and Ray, drove Phil and me into Raleigh, and we all had dinner at the restaurant where Liz works – a Lebanese restaurant called Sitti.  The food was actually some of the best Lebanese food I’ve had, especially the dessert: ashta.  Sadly, I forgot to take any photos.

Phil and I walked around downtown Raleigh after supper, and eventually settled at a cafe/bar called Morning Times.  We met up with Liz when she finished work, and she drove us back to Louisburg.