Injury

I’ve been exercising a lot lately in pursuit of general fitness, and also in preparation for the great Alaska adventure to begin next week.

Now I’ve sprained my ankle, solidly.

I was at the karate school, doing jumping jacks. Jumping jacks, dammit. I must have done a hundred thousand jumping jacks in my life without injury. Landed on the outside edge of my right foot, which promptly folded under with a dismay inducing *pop* sound. I gimped home and proceeded to elevate, ice, and compress it (we’re on round two of that sequence now), but I am seriously boned. I’m hoping that this is one of those that feels a lot better in the morning, but I’m guessing that the reality is that I won’t know the real extent of the injury until morning.

It looks to me like it’s more in line with a sprain than a fracture: I can walk on it, with pain, and icing reduces the pain considerably.

Jen has generously let be borrow her foot support brace that she has recently moved out of, since her heel is all better now.

Grrrrrr.