So last week I was running down a set of arena bleachers frantically trying to get the attention of a dude on a Zamboni. In my panic, I lost my balance and caught myself. Then it happened again, milliseconds after the first near miss. In a instant my brain processed it was either go limp and smoke the boards at the bottom of the bleachers risking a concussion or fling myself back into a steady position. Well, since I am scared of being hauled out of work by an ambulance, I naturally went with wrecking my ankle.
The first few minutes did not seem to bother me, I was still running towards the guy on the Zamboni. See I was in the middle of searching for a lost child….One of many in the series of parents worst nightmares. I still was able to run over to him to explain the situation, mid conversation I heard over the radio that the child had been found.
Once I heard those words and I knew he was okay, that’s when my body shut down. I was no longer was running on adrenaline, the injury set in. I was able to hobble my way to get some ice and finish off my shift bearing all my weight onto my right leg.
By the end of the night I was in searing pain, I hopped to my car and barely made it into my house. Adam was surprised when I fell on the ground trying to get off my right shoe, naturally my left shoe was off because it was too painful to put it on. My foot started to swell when I put it up at home.
I knew that the morning was not going to be any easier, so I called up a friend that has some crutches and with Adam’s help, muddled my way over to borrow them for the day.
Anyways, fast forward a week and I am able to walk without a limp (hurray!) However, I still can not see my ankle and there is bruising on the left side of my foot.
It is finally warming up here in Edmonton, the snow is melting and the sun is shining! It feels like summer even though it is only 9 degrees! I am antsy to get running again, Our half marathon is in August, and I need to train for the upcoming 5 and 10 km runs that we have planned! I plan on giving it a go on Wednesday evening (Tina and I are taking part in a 10 week hardcore runners training course), however if my ankle starts to bother me I will have to bail and make my way back to the car.
If the swelling does not go down soon, I may just go see a doc. However, the way I see it is that every day I can do a little more! Sprains can take a while to heel, and I don’t feel like sitting in the emerge for 6-8 hours!
My first real injury in a while! But I would do it again in a heartbeat!
Q: What was your first injury that kept you from doing the things you love?
Q: Have you ever momentarily lost tabs on your child?