Last word before leaving for Lutsen: The hand isn't great, but is good enough to hold a light or water bottle for a few minutes. I think that'll do.
There's always subtext to my races. Superior has more than most. Friday would've been my parents' 65th wedding anniversary and they honeymooned along the North Shore (sort of; it was war time and, with gas rationing - and no car - they went with another couple). So, I'll be retracing their steps by doing the 100 miler Friday. They'd've been worried sick!
After running the Superior 50K with what turned out to be a broken ankle and Afton after dislocating a hip, I think everyone expects I wouldn't let anything stop me, but this is a real injury. I have to have plastic surgery to put my hand back together; I should do it tomorrow and skip the race, but I'm postponing the surgery a few days.
I've tried to count the injuries, but I keep losing track. When I fell last Saturday, I thought I had a Colles' fracture of my right wrist (didn't) and a mallet deformity tendon tear of my index finger (this was a bone break; did a closed reduction myself). I tore the retinaculum of the wrist, and dislocated tendons in my hand. After the wrist failed to break my fall, I landed on my face, cracking two molars and bruising my face (maybe I can get the plastic surgeon to help me there...). I have muscle strains, pulls and tears in both shoulders and my back. The legs only have road rash... so, I should be good to go, right?
Wonder if the other runners have their excuses planned.
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