I have a toothache. It’s been almost 2 days and I confessed the pain to my husband, who immediately dragged me to the dentist. The verdict? An infection, for which I was given a prescription, and an appointment for a root canal.
I feel a little jealous that I’m not one of those guys from an old western film where the guy with a toothache is given a bottle of whiskey and forced to drink until he is comatose. Of course, then his friends and the barber (a real renaissance man) yank out a tooth no matter what’s wrong. Ick! So, as I sit here a little envious about the solution to the symptoms of ye olde toothache, I am quite thankful for modern medicine’s anesthesia. But, a bottle of whiskey to dull the pain doesn’t sound too bad right about now.
A pain in the tooth is the perfect excuse not to run, I think. But, I didn’t use it. We ran our interval of 14 minutes / walk 3 minutes 3 times. It wasn’t great running; I was a little slow. The surprising part was that while we were running I couldn’t feel my toothache. It was the best 51 minutes
of my life of the last 2 days. It’s amazing what running can do. Now if only running could get me out of the root canal next week. I’m not looking forward to that at all.
What (crazy) excuses have you used to get out of running for the day?