So my plan to be outside everyday and get on a better mental plane....yeah ended about 25 feet into a run today.
I am not sure this picture depicts the swelling and pain but trust me it's angry. Also Tylenol is a fucking joke.
I was planning on a run before my physical therapy appointment today. Central Ave is flat, looked dry and safe. After sliding in a parking lot this morning I was a little nervous about the conditions. I should have followed Olivia's advice and just walked the bog with Lilly.
Once I exited the parking lot something about the sidewalk seemed questionable so I stepped off the sidewalk to avoid any possible black ice and stepped on a pine cone. The ankle quickly folded.
I was stunned to say the least.
I slowly caught my breathe and hobbled back to PT. I walked in to cancel my Noon appointment but they took me right in. Examined it, raised it and iced. He also gave me directions on how to take care of it.
I am trying to follow his advice to keep moving it to avoid it stiffening up but it hurts.
This is not what I had planned but it is obviously what the cosmos had planned. Rest, raise, ice, repeat.