Walk. Run. Walk. Run. Walk. Walk. Run. Walk. Walk. Sprain ankle. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk. Run. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk……collapse! Well, I didn’t actually collapse, but I would have if I hadn’t been on asphalt. I wasn’t even tired. It was the pain of that dang ankle. There was no way I was going to let it cut short my walk! I’m thinking that my ankles have gotten used to the support of my hiking boots and maybe have weakened. Or maybe I’m just a clutz? That’s probably more likely!
I’ve decided that the only way I am going to get into shape is one step at a time. I usually get a wild hair up my butt and dive full force into something and burn out almost immediately. While I’ve stayed with the weekend biking and hiking, I feel like I need to do something during the week. And I can tell you right now that I absolutely refuse to pay anyone to torture me at a gym!
The weather here has been so cold and nasty these past few weeks that I haven’t gotten any exercise except the hike while we were in the mountains. Today I decided that since it was not raining, I would wrap up in my fleece wear and attempt a walk/run. I had only gone one mile when I twisted my ankle. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to put any weight on it, much less walk the mile back home. I took it slow the first few steps, and then it was better so I continued for three more miles.
It doesn’t feel or look so good now. It was the same ankle I sprained last month when I was climbing on the bike for a test ride. And it is much worse this time. Holy moly is it ever swollen! I currently have it elevated, wrapped in a compression bandage, and iced. And I even took some Motrin. I considered a glass of wine instead. Then I remembered that you only burn one hundred calories per mile you walk, and figured the glass of wine was about a hundred calories (maybe less but not if I pour it!). And dang it I was walking (pun intended) away with more than a sprained ankle to show for it!
Not that I have made any resolution to lose weight or exercise…I ALWAYS fail at resolutions. Instead I am trying to be more focused during the week. I think my downfall with my weekend excursions is that we’ve been eating a lot of high fiber snacks. I won’t even weigh myself. I do much better if I focus on how my clothes fit. I really don’t care so much about the numbers anymore because I become obsessed. I want to increase my strength and endurance. When we were hiking out West, I found that even though I was in better shape than I had been, I was not in as good of physical condition as I really need to be for some of the more strenuous hikes.
I can hardly walk on it now…all I can say is it better be better by Saturday because I have intentions of getting out and doing something…even if I have to hobble!