If you were in my neighborhood at 5:20 am this past Tuesday morning, you would have heard a loud scream. No, the deer weren’t attacking me. It was a cat. My cat. My cat, who was running around me while I started my morning run, smashed into my left foot knocking me for a LOOP.
Did I mention the pain?
Then, I started laughing. January has it in for me. Always has. I always get sick in January. I had a miscarriage in January many years ago. Last year, I hurt my hip while running. This year, it’s the cat barreling into my foot.
By the time you read this, I will have spent 2 days hobbling around. Well, I spent the first day sitting on the bed writing lots of posts. At this point, I’m hoping I can run Friday morning. I really want to run Friday morning.
Update: It turns out I can’t run Friday morning because I have a severe sprain. I saw a foot doctor last night and had x-rays done. I’m glad my foot is not broken. I am not happy about the sprain. Fortunately, my foot is feeling better today plus I have more range of motion.
Now for the tough part – I have to ice my foot at least 5 times a day, strengthen it and the ankle, and stay off it enough to hopefully be better by the end of next week. Have I mentioned how much I hate sitting around? It’s not going to be easy; I know I’ll try to do too much too soon; I am determined to stay focused on getting better.