Rest in Louisburg
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.