It's hard to find motivation to do anything when you're injured. To me, having this sprained ankle is cutting into valuable training time and leaving me extremely frustrated. Wednesday my ankle was about three times the size it normally is. I kept it propped up at work and iced the whole day. Now it's starting to look more like normal. Still a little swollen, but I'm regaining movement and not limping near as much as last week.
My ankles have been the bane of my existence since forever. Honestly, when thinking back I'm surprised I didn't have more problems with them when I was in drill team. But then I think of all the stretching and simple exercises that we used to do and I was probably strengthening more ankles more than I realized. I got my weak ankles from my dad. When he was in high school he played football and he told me about how often he would hurt his ankles and how every game he'd have to shave his legs half way up his chins and then tape up his ankles because he was so prone to injuries. He then told me that his ankles used to look like mine (all swollen) and that they haven't looked like that in 30 years because "I stopped running". I don't want that to be an option for me. If I have to wear a brace every time I run, I'll do it. That's where I'm at now. Keeping it wrapped up in my ACE bandage and hoping that by this weekend I can go for a short 1-2 mile run and see how my ankle feels.
It seems I always injure myself when I'm trying to lose weight or have a specific goal in mind. After having the flu 2 weeks ago and finding out my weight at the doctor's office, I was pretty determined to lose 5-7 pounds before Thanksgiving. It probably won't happen now because of my injury-but I'm really trying to be mindful of how much I eat and what I eat.
This weekend was a testament to me trying not to let my injured ankle put me down and out. I went with my in laws to the Richardson Pet Day to get Anna micro chipped (for $15!!!!) and walked around. I almost turned my ankle again on the uneven gravel...I really think I should have been named "Grace"...Luckily, I was wearing my brace and I caught myself before I landed too hard on it. So I don't think it hurt it too much. We also painted our guest bathroom a charcoal grey color that while making the room look a tad bit smaller, really makes the white tile and brushed nickel accents pop. I really like it. I didn't do a stellar tape job though, and will have to go back in this week and do some touch up work. :( I also raked a crap ton of leaves, so that was a workout. Sunday I was constantly on the go. We woke up, went to my parents to rake leaves there since they're out of town, we went to the grocery store, I did a second coat of paint in the bathroom, I raked leaves in our front and back yard, I did laundry, cleaned the floors to the best of my ability (I think my swiffer is still at our apartment, so I could only sweep the kitchen and dining room), I took the tape down in the bathroom, we had dinner with Steve's parents, and then I made cookies and watched the Cowboys outplay the Eagles. It was a great weekend, one where I wish I could have added "I ran 13 miles" to, but that's just going to have to wait. I love having our home and being able to put things up and decorate and paint. It's just so much fun. Maybe I can convince my husband to let me paint some more this coming weekend :)
I'm so sore from raking! I hope to get some more workouts in by doing push ups, crunches, and maybe some squats. The squats all depend on whether or not my ankle will be up for it. I don't want to push myself too hard and then end up prolonging my recovery. I just can't wait to run again. Sometimes I feel like I'm going stir crazy by not being able to do cardio.
Turkey Trot 8 mile is in 17 days and my first half marathon is in 34 days.
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