My calf is/was trying to kill me.

I’m trying not to fret.  If you’ve read any of my panic attack on Facebook, then you know that I have a really bad cramp in my calf.  I refuse to believe it’s anything worse and I’m just being a big baby about it.  We’ll see if the sports doc says anything different on Thursday. I’m a little worried that he will agree I’m being a big baby AND he’ll tell me I can’t run the marathon on October 7th.  He’s not going to tell me that though.  He can’t!  It doesn’t hurt that bad so it can’t be that bad.  Don’t anyone tell me otherwise or I will stop talking to you until I’ve come to grip with whatever this is.  All in all, I’m praying that I’m going to go to the doc, get to pay a hefty little co pay, get told I’m a big baby, and maybe they will through in a little ice massage?  I would be perfectly happy with that.
Wednesday morning update…the calf is feeling much better and I haven’t run since Sunday.  I could at least ride my spin bike but this 8 hour of sleep thing is pretty chill.  I have an appointment tomorrow just to rule out that I’m a go-getter and a major workhorse.