One Week Post Injury

One week ago, I was excited to run my favorite race of the year.

me, Courtney and her aunt MaryPat my friend)

I am smiling not knowing what would happen next.

I had a great first mile which is the hardest part of the race because it is uphill and crowded. Then there was that misstep but I continued to run (through the pain.)

crossed at 29:41 and met my under 30 minutes goal.

A visit to the xray machine led to this for at least the next TWO weeks (but most probably 8 wks.)

A lot things happen the first week of an injury:

feeling that I should give up running
feeling that I will never give up running
trying to stay busy watching TV and reading books
difficulty navigating a 2 story house on crutches
trying to be self-sufficient by cooking, doing laundry and emptying the dishwasher
realizing that I need help by having groceries delivered to my home (Shoprite – free delivery if you spend over $100 & you get flowers)
going to a funeral and realizing that breaking my foot is not the end of the world
realizing that I have a lot of friends who care
knowing that my non-running friends will never understand when I say that I will run again
feeling that maybe I should give up running
knowing that I will try to run again
feeling sorry for myself
realizing that the world of hard to open doors are not made for crutching persons
being not embarrassed to crawl around on my hands and knees.
matching my sneakers to my outfits
being happy when it rains
everything takes longer when on crutches
watching the muscles in my leg slowly disintegrate
my hubby is a saint (hope he stays that way when he realizes boating maybe difficult or impossible)
reading EVERY website about a broken fifth metatarsal
~~hating~~ jealous when I see people running
trying to eat healthy and not eat ice cream more than once a day
feeling grateful that I am not in any pain
feeling glad that I can drive to work and do most of my tasks at my desk
feeling lazy, inactive (no yoga, walking, biking, tennis, RUNNING) and fat