Two words. Nutter Butters.
Thanks for all of your kind comments, it really does help! I'm feeling much better (mentally) and think I'm ready to be happy for ya'll and your running. Now I have about 200 posts to read and comment on. Sheesh. My foot is feeling better, I can put a little weight on it here and there. It isn't swollen in the mornings, just at night, I think that's a good sign. There is one specific spot that is really painful, still feels like someone is jabbing a knife into my foot.
I'm keeping the hope that this isn't a stress fracture, and that I'll still run a half marathon this year. If I can't run the Wichita Half (i'm starting to think the wichita half and I will simply NEVER get along). I want to go and kick my sister Kris' butt at a half marathon in L.A. I have a reputation to uphold. I may be the youngest kid in my family... but dang it if I am NOT the fastest! The battle of the Running Gibsons shall ensue. Not that we are competitive.... chirp.... chrip...