Not a good post...

I thought I had a good run last night.

I thought the stumble over that stupid pothole was nothing. It didn't hurt at the time, it was early in my run, and I finished no problem.

I thought the worst thing I'd have to deal with was my stupid finger in the stupid car door.

Shows what I know.

Instead, I have a right knee that will hardly let me walk without causing pain, isn't responding to icing, and is basically showing all the signs of an injury that will not be healed in time for my 10K on Sunday.

Two-and-a-half freaking months of training for nothing.

I think I'm going to go cry now.