Was that too strong?
Maybe it's a result of growing up in the heat of Jamaica and being given 'warm milk' as a beverage at lunch and not finding that very appealing at all.
Or maybe it was an early connection to the Coca Cola that I got from the vending machine at my Dad's Texaco Gas Station when I went to 'work' with him. Yes I was only 8 years old but no it wasn't child labour. I got to work in the grease pit with the mechanics and spent my days getting thoroughly covered in dirt and grease. Loved it. Now I know why he kept the plastic covers on the car seats.
I digress.
I really don't enjoy a 'cold glass of milk' at all. The closest I ever came was when they loaded it up with condensed milk to 'sweeten it up'. Now there was something I could enjoy.
So now that the doctor has told me I have a tendency toward 'brittle bones' I've embraced the calcium supplement. And this stuff actually tastes good. It comes with it's own dispenser so every morning before the first cup of coffee I toss back my Calcium along with my multivitamin.
So now I'm 3 weeks into recovery with 3 weeks to go until I can remove the foot cast for good. I can hardly wait. I'm still not sure how and when the first run will go but I am looking forward to it. I'm getting tired of looking longingly at runners while I'm driving or walking (hobbling). I want to scream out, "Hey...I'm a runner too!"
I'm staying focused on the 10K at the Reggae Marathon December 1. Registration submitted, airline tickets booked, finalizing hotel. I plan to run. I'll walk if I have to. I WILL cross the finish line! And unlike the winner of the Indy 500 auto race, I will hoist a cold Red Stripe to celebrate. Not milk!
Until next time..
ThatRunninGuy
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