Hoddy Toddy

Thursday evening my dear Daddy and I headed out for a *Road*Trip* to Oxford, MS.  I knew the weekend would be busy and I wasn't sure if I would run or not over the weekend.  So Friday morning I hopped on the hotel treadmill (and even talked my daddy into joining me) and did a 3-mile "speed" workout.  I use quotations marks, because "speed" is a relative term to me.  My "speed" workout involved maxing out at 9-minute miles.  And no, not for a mile straight; just up to that speed.

Before we left the hotel, I took some ice bucket liners and filled them up with ice.  And this is how you ice your aches and shin splints on road trips:

Saturday, we enjoyed tailgating in The Grove and a great SEC football game between the Ole Miss Rebels and the Arkansas Razorbacks, thanks to our gracious friends and hosts.

We ate... A Lot.  We visited with friends and met new ones, enjoyed the sites and southern hospitality of Oxford and we ate... A Lot. 

Sunday morning my feet hit the floor and splintering pains shot up my shins.  :(  It's so sad.  And so frustrating. 

We went to a popular bakery on "the Square" in Oxford called Bottletree.  We got there just in time to A. get a table; and B. have Eli Manning and family join us for breakfast!

And for breakfast, we had a cinnamon roll.

Possibly the largest cinnamon roll in the world!  And quite possibly the tastiest!  I think there was a pound of icing on it!

All that I will get to run off tomorrow.... in what needs to be my first true long run in two weeks.  I'm trying to think positively!