Well, let it be known that I never do anything half way! I had a fun and relaxing weekend that ended with me laying in bed nursing a cold on MLK day. No big deal though, I have plenty of sick time, nothing pressing needed to be done on Tuesday at work anyways, so I took a sick day. Then Tuesday night, I decided, “I’m feeling a little better. Perfect time to do some laundry!”
Proceed to walk down the stairs with my overflowing laundry basket, miss the last step, land on my right ankle, (not my foot, my ankle. I fell on my ankle) and crumple to the floor yelling in pain. My roommate comes running out to find out what happened, and after two phone calls, my boyfriend and mother drive to my place to help me.
The good news? A quick trip to the urgent care down the road (seriously, I was in and out in an hour) and three x-rays later, my ankle is not broken. It is, however, sprained, badly. I’ve been hobbling around on crutches ever since.
Doctor’s orders are 2-3 weeks of rest, i.e. no running, and I would assume no Body Pump. Followed by light bicycling if I decide my ankle can handle it. Then in 6 weeks I can start running, and lightly jogging should I feel so inclined. Splendid.
Could you hear the sarcasm? It was definitely there.
In the meantime it’s lots of RICE (Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation). I’ve spent the majority of the past three days in my bed, watching TV and eating, because apparently when I get bored, I eat. On the plus side, it’s been (mostly) healthy things I’m eating. So it’s probably not as bad as it feels like it is.
I’m disappointed, but I’ve been trying really hard not to let it get me down. In the immediate future, I’ve been planning for a couple months to drive up to Pittsburgh this weekend to see my sister. I’ve been so excited for the girl’s weekend we had planned, but it’s a 4-5 hour drive and if my ankle feels like it does today, I can’t make that drive by myself. I’m currently waiting until Friday to decide if I want to make the drive, and on the plus side if I don’t go there, she may be able to come down to Maryland and the girl’s weekend will still happen.
In the more distant future, running a half marathon in the spring may have to be pushed back. Six weeks from now puts me at March 3rd, which would be enough time to train for the Zooma Half Marathon, if my ankle feels up to it. I’ve sprained my ankle before and then been able to jump back into running after it’s healed relatively quickly, but this feels worse than the other times and I’m worried it may be more walking and less running for a little while. I’m trying to stay positive, there will definitely be plenty of time to make that decision later, and if I can’t do that Half Marathon, I’ll be able to do the Baltimore Half in the fall.
There is a bright side to all of this (see, I am trying to stay positive!). Once I can run again this cold weather will be mostly over and I’ll be able to do everything outside instead of on the dreadmill! I am so over this weather, so that’s something I’m definitely looking forward to.
In the meantime I’m going to try to remain healthy and positive, and not have any more mishaps.Oh, and hope that next week is better than the one this turned out to be.
How do you stay positive when things don’t go your way?