Saturday August 9th I woke up a bit late. My plan was to head down to the trails to run in the woods. I took Bruiser for his morning walk and on the way back, my neighbor's dog slipped through its leash making a mad dash. I immediately took over running in my flip flops to help catch the little guy with no success. As I returned home I wrote down my cell phone number to take to my neighbor to help spread the word of her missing pet. Upon doing so I tripped in the concrete edge between sidewalk and driveway. Ouch!
I scraped and bruised my knee badly but I sprained my ankle. Devastation rushed to my face as tears poured out, no one was in sight to help. I crawled back inside and called my mom for help. I don't buy plastic bags that were now needed for ice and I was not sure if I should go to the emergency room or not. Alas, I immediately started R.I.C.E. My mom talked me into taking ibuprofen for the swelling (something that took a lot of convincing since I don't take any type of pills for anything- I practice natural and organic remedies). I took the ibuprofen on the clock for fear that my ankle would not heal as quickly as I needed. August! I had an open water swim meet scheduled for the next day and two triathlons (my 2 favorite) on schedule.
After exhausting every swear word and pent up anger that had nothing to do with my ankle, I finally accepted the fact that I needed to rest and August would be a recovery month. Indeed it was. I hobbled around and continuously repeated R.I.C.E. day in and day out. I finally learned that things happen beyond my control and I have to deal with these things as they happen. I got knocked down again....but I got up again.
Be like water, go with the flow.....no worries , it happens <3
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