Day 4: Windmills and Tan Lines

Day four and already some problems. Running to Livermore, I somehow hurt my knee. I am blaming it on lack of stretching and pushing my stroller up hills and mountains, because it is a pain behind my knee ( I am assuming the plantaris muscle because my ankle feels tight as well. Since the muscle inserts near the ankle, I am guessing it is it). If I was in training right now, I would run through it, but I know I have many miles to go so I am going to baby it. When I felt it, I did what any runner does... Keep on running. I ended up buying a knee brace/support to help ease the pain (I was planning on sending one in my first care package anyway). So my last ten miles last night were more of a shuffle. I ended up sleeping next to railroad tracks that I thought were no longer used. However, numerous times in the night a train went by. I freaked out the first time it went through. Waking up early, I knew that I had to get going. With a bummed knee I had to shuffle for at least eight hours now. As I got started, I noticed that it was incredibly windy with hills all around me. As I got started I realized that there were windmills everywhere!! They were so awesome and scary at the same time. I guess it makes sense: where there is wind, have windmills. When I saw the presence of these I immediately thought of the movie Battle for LA, where the mother ship in LA was being lifted by all of the propellors. Ha. I then started to think back how windmills work. On my way to the town of Tracy. After four hours of shuffling (knee feels much better, but still shuffling as a precaution. No sense of risking something worse). I felt I was lost for quite a while, because I was now surrounded by flat wheat fields. After calling home for more detailed directions, I was on the right path. I finally made it to Tracy where I could have breakfast and lunch. I still need to shuffle for another four hours and make it to Manteca and hopefully its outskirts.
I ha e been thinking a lot about tan and tan lines. It's funny to think that people tend to think the more tan you are the better looking you are, and if you have tan lines, people frown upon you. In my opinion, tan lines represent you!! I am going to have tan lines where my watch, bracelets, ankles and shoes are. Pale and white they may be, but they are what is important to me. My running watch and shoes, and bracelets because they all play an important role in my life. Tan lines mean that you went and did something and the only part that didn't get tan is what you didn't take off, so it must be important. They are better than tattoos because they are a direct representation of you. GO TAN LINES!!
Song in my head... I can't dance by Phil Collins
Turn to me and have mercy on me, as you always do to those who love your name. Direct my footsteps according to your word; let no sin rule over me. Psalm 119: 132-133