Ugggh. Well, I didn’t want to run this morning. I didn’t want to on Saturday either. My goal of 100 miles in October was what kept me running. So I decided I’m running no matter what… but how long? I only needed 2 miles to get to 100. I got out the door before 5:30, so I decided with all that time, I’d do 5 miles.
I started running with a small light a few weeks ago. But I need to get some better lighting before I run outside in the dark again. There is no more dilemma about running in the cold because I won’t be running in the dark. As I was approaching 2 miles, I rolled my ankle on a rock in the street. I’m actually amazed I didn’t hurt myself sooner running in the dark!
I felt my ankle snap when I fell. There were two other runners near me. How embarrassing. One of them helped me up and I turned around to walk home. I started walking and it hurt but not too bad. So I decided to try running on it. It felt OK, so I figured I may as well just run and get home faster. A little while after I started running I noticed I had blood all over my hand. It was sticky and it stung. I had a nasty would but I couldn’t tell what was actually wounded and what was just blood.
Running home was stupid. What was more stupid is I added a little after I got to the house to make it 4 miles. It hadn’t hurt that bad but it became apparent to me that once I stopped running it was going to hurt a lot. I got home and first took to the delicate task of cleaning off my hands. I think the worst part has been dealing with the wound on my hand. After cleaning it as best I could, I sat down and took off my shoe and found my ankle was already quite swollen. I debated going to work or not and ultimately decided not to. That ended up being a good idea because I could barely shower with the combination of my ankle and my hand. It was hard getting dressed!
Well, on the bright side, I made it to 100 this month! Non-bright side though, I have no idea when I’ll run again. Initially it didn’t seem as bad as when I sprained my other ankle last summer, but now I think it may be worse. I’ve spent the morning resting, icing, compressing and elevating. What a dumb reason to miss work.