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July 05, 2009
Derailed.
So...totally intending to re-build my mileage this week, I woke up early to go on a good 10 mile run. Loaded my ipod with numerous podcasts (which I have learned is GREAT for running), brought my water pack (which I think I look totally retarded in), slathered myself in sunscreen, ate a good breakfast, and was out the door.
10 minutes later, I was splatted on the ground with a sprained ankle, bloodied knee, two scraped up palms, and my ego slightly battered.
Apparently, there are sometimes rocks on the road, and when you try to turn to the right and happen to step on the rock, your ankle doesn't always handle said rock very well and will roll ALL OVER THE FUCKING ROCK, and you will land splatted on the ground. With cars somewhat close behind you. WHO DRIVE RIGHT PAST YOU AFTER YOU HAVE SPLATTED. Embarrassed and ignored. Perfect combo.
So there I am, in front of the Sunnyvale Caltrain station, feeling as pathetic as can be, with no cell phone or stores open so that I can call someone to pick me up. And all my brain can think about is how I freaking ate a "not very healthy breakfast" and now I won't be able to run/workout for a week, and I am going to be FAT. Oh, and that I have to gimp my way home from where I fell, and that it was going to freaking take FOREVER (which, btw, it does).
So, my ankle is now huge and bruised and hurts like a mofo. But I have learned (once again) that pain killers make the world go round, and so despite said bloated ankle, I am "happy" as a clam and popping pills like a mad person.
Posted by szujin at July 5, 2009 09:20 PM