You've got to be kidding me
What was supposed to be a extremely awesome workout turned into my worst one of the year. Everything started off good as I went for a 60 minute ride on the Felt. The ride went smooth, I stayed focused and could tell I was riding "in the zone".I pulled in the driveway in one piece put on my running clothes and checked happened to check the front porch. Horray, my new shoes were here. I was about a week overdue so figured I could take a couple extra minutes in my transition lacing up the new shoes as it would serve me good for my 2 1/2 hour run. I quickly put on my shoes and I was off. One mile done, two miles done, three, four, four and a half, CURB! To avoid getting hit by a speeding car around the bend I stepped up onto the curb. Within a split second my ankle rolled and I was suddenly in pain. I quickly stopped and dropped down on my sit bones into the grass.
The first thought in my mind was "you've got to be kidding me". My second thought was to assess the situation, and find out how bad it actually was. I got back up on my feet, tried to walk, then tried to jog. f*$#, sh$t, f&%1, g0$da%@#iT. Ok, this is bad. Since I was 4 1/2 miles away from home, walking was the only option so I thought. My friend lived near by so I hobbled over, knocked on the door and asked for some help. She quickly offered to drive me home and get me some ice for my soon to be swollen ankle.
So seven months of training....no injuries....no soreness......the best freakin shape of my life....one little curb has temporarily gotten me sidelined. I'm really praying that I wake up tomorrow and it feels better, but I know that probably will not be the case. I've so far given my ankle three ice baths.
Luckily I have a scheduled "off" day tomorrow, and a light day Friday. I was scheduled to get my V02 max test and lactate threshold tests done Friday night, but that may have to wait. Only three weeks from IMLP this is the last thing I need.
