Even with 4x naproxen, ice, and rest, my right foot was a mess when I woke up. The front inner edge of my heel the arch were considerably swollen, and walking was a painful struggle. I resigned not to race - there was no cause to risk further injury when I clearly could not run and was well outside of contention for the team. I camped out at the meet site with some ice and shouted myself hoarse cheering for people running through the spectator control and finish. I talked to lots of people, which was encouraging; it was harder to despair with so many friends around. Nevertheless, this was not the outcome I have been hoping for over the past year.
After the races and announcement of the team, a group moseyed over to La Hacienda, a quasi-Mexican food place, and ate. My group retired to an airport hotel to shower before our flights, and Magnus, Giacomo and I parted company at Harvard.
I procured two noteworthy pics with my phone's ghettocam:
Diggin' the threads
A stochastic rivalry
Pertinent to conversation today:
http://xkcd.com/1039/
http://xkcd.com/793/
Just because I like the perspective comics: case studies in visualization.
Congrats to everyone who made the US WOC Team!! Particular congratulations to Giacomo, who continues his M-21 debut, adding a fourth overall finish at the team trials to a third place at the Classic Champs. He and BigE chatted at the awards ceremony on Saturday, and I had the impression of two fighters circling each other warily before the inevitable confrontation (Oct 2012). If Giacomo were a boat (or form of fictional currency), he would be the Italian Galleon.