I decided to take my Run Minneapolis project to North Minneapolis on Saturday with The Other Mike. We ventured to the Western end of 26th Ave N where it meets Theodore Wirth Parkway where kids push their dads down sledding hills.
From there, we headed East on 26th past Amazing Oriental Supermarket (live bait).
We crossed W Broadway:
Then passed under some shoefiti:
And more shoefiti:
As some of you have probably heard, shoefiti is often correlated with areas where drugs are sold. While Mike and I didn’t see any open air drug dealing during our run, this particular area of Minneapolis does have its share of problems. Johnny Northside can fill you in on the deets.
The next step on this run was an ugly one for me. My left foot landed in a pothole and rolled over while making popping sounds like it cracking a colorful carrot. My ankle was suddenly severely sprained or broken at the corner of 26th & Bryant.
Mike worked his way back to the car while I sat in the street icing my quickly swelling ankle. Quite a few people slowed down to ask me if I was okay. No one tried to sell me drugs while I lay beneath shoes hanging from the powerlines, and no one asked to buy drugs from me. One guy walking by who looked and dressed like Omar from The Wire (but without a sawed-off) asked me if I was aight. I told him I sprained my ankle to which he responded, “You gotta walk that off.” Dude, I would if I could.
Once Mike got me home, Carly shuttled me to the Fairview urgent care clinic in Highland Park where I was the third ankle issue in a row the doctor got to see. Here’s a self-portrait I took from my wheelchair:
The doctor told me that my ankle looked the worst. He’s what she saw:
Here is what I accomplished before taking myself out: