Please don’t tell him, but after being told not to run at my last orthopedic appointment, I just couldn’t follow the advice. I held out for a while, but when we went on vacation for a week, I just couldn’t not run. I left Cincinnati on a grey, dreary, snowy morning and landed in the brilliant sunshine of The Bahamas. How can I not run in that? I did keep them short, and I also kept them very, very slow. I know I may have to face the possibility of stopping altogether, but until that is the final word on my running future, I know I am a better me when I do get to run, and I didn’t want to be a bad me while on vacation. I head to the spine surgeon on Wednesday to get more insight as to what’s next. Until, then, a few runs from Paradise (Island).