Once A Runner…

The Road Back So Far (Week Six)

Well, until the ankle injury, I had thought I was going along relatively well. My weight was going down at an acceptable rate, I was feeling better and stronger, and I was able to ramp up my distance easily enough. In short, I felt like I was making very good progress and could look forward to starting some easy running in the next month.

That pretty much fell apart when I started having the ankle problem, which has also recruited my right knee into its diabolical scheme to make things go a little more interestingly difficult to realize those goals.

Now, after three days off, I feel pretty crappy. Here we are going into Easter — with all the candy lying around for the grandkids — and I feel like I’m wasting my time. Still, a little work on the exercises the doctor gave me to do, some additional strength training work, and I almost feel good again. Then, I want to go out and walk but the ankle and knee protest. So, more rest, ice, and kicking my feet up for a while.  And that bowl of Easter candy sitting just within reach.  A comfort food thing?

I have to think this is going to pass. It has to pass, as all injuries and such usually do. In the meantime, it just feels horrible.