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Back with my friend, Mont Royal

Back in October, I rolled my foot at home and snapped the 5th metatarsal.  I spent 2 weeks on crutches, the 7 more in a boot.  While in the boot, I went back to lifting instead of swimming biking and running.  After the boot came off, I began rehabbing the foot with cycling on trainer at home.  In the last 4 weeks I have been slowly adding walk running to workouts.  The foot itself is getting stronger, but it in no way done healing.

It's simply been a tough week.  I came down with a cold Sunday evening, the day my wife returned home from a week away.  Meetings at work and an evening French Class final exam, meant I had to suck it up.  Then I spend two days on the couch with body aches that accompanied this knock me on my ass bug.  Yesterday, my first day back to work was full of meetings and I still felt a little off still on DayQuil (4th day in a row).

Mid-morning it looked liked I had enough time to get in my noon recess but I my head wasn't into going to the Y.  Digging through my filed cabinet, I saw that I did have enough gear to head out for an easy slow run on Mont Royal.  It's in the center of the island of Montreal, a very small mountain that has is an Olmsted designed park.  Prior to the break, 2-3 days a week, my noon recess was spent running on Mont Royal.  When I moved here in January of 2017, I began running on it.  Running there today felt like I had my old friend back.  I miss my friends back in Chicago.  Mont Royal has been a comforter, healer, encourager, torturer at time and as such I have a relationship with it that I have come to depend on, just like I have my friends back in Chicago.  There was no hiding my smile for the rest of the afternoon  after spending time with my friend Mont Royal.
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Location: Mount Royal, Montreal, QC H2W 1S8, Canada

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