The past 6 weeks have been fraught with health issues: a nasty case of bronchitis that took me down for 3 weeks, followed closely by a careless accident where I severed the last joint of my ring finger in my snowblower. While one joint of a ring finger might not seem like much, it's been quite uncomfortable and is in fact a big deal.
I should note that I have been able to resume running...I was concerned that the act of running would induce a case of too-painful throbbing in my newly-truncated finger. Actually, not a problem.
With that as a preface, today I stood in back of my minivan and took courage from this:
I splurged a couple years ago after the Umstead 100 Mile Endurance Run on this vanity plate. And that's exactly what it is: a testament to my vanity at being able to run 100 miles.
It's not bragging if you can do it, right?