So Saturday started out like any other day. Woke up, ate breakfast, and got ready to go spend some quality outdoor time tubing on a river with my girlfriends. In the morning when I was getting ready, I get a text message from Megan asking if I wanted to join her to run a low-key 5k in Rockville that evening, Suds and Soles, put on by the Montgomery County Road Runners. It looked fun. Beer, running, low-key 5k, what more could a girl ask for? Well… a trip to urgent care wasn’t exactly on the agenda.
The race starts and it was fun. I mean, it was hot and I had issues breathing but I was surviving. I was even running a half-way decent pace, when we get to almost 1 mile in and then BAM! I am on the ground. Ouch.
After a quick assessment to make sure I wasn’t completely broken, I see that both knees are scraped up and my ankle hurts. One of the spectators was telling me she was going to call an ambulance to which I very quickly yelled “NO!” as I didn’t think it was necessary. A few minutes later, the trailing cop vehicle pulled up and we asked if I could catch a ride with him as it was abundantly clear that despite the fact that my ankle wasn’t feeling awful (yet), that I would definitely not be finishing this race.
So I hung out with the cop for the remainder of the race and he very kindly dropped me off at the medic tent at the finish. At the medic they patched up my knees and then took off my shoe. Let me tell you, that was probably not a good idea. It was then that we looked down and saw the golf ball sized knot that was sticking out the side of my ankle.
My ankle gets wrapped up and I get handed some ice and get told that I should probably go to the hospital or urgent care for x-rays just in case something was broken or torn. And we went. Thank you Megan for driving me 🙂
Well, the good news is that nothing is broken or torn. The range of motion in my ankle is fairly good, I just can’t point it very well. I can also put weight on it and walk. The doctor last night told me he didn’t want me in crutches since I was weight-bearing, so I get to rock this awesome air cast for the next few days.
So what does this mean for training? Well, currently I am not doing anything. Ice and elevation will be the key to recovery. The doctor last night said that this isn’t a really bad sprain so I should be out of the cast by the end of the week. What does this mean for the triathlon I have in 2 weeks? Well, if I can bike without pain by then I am not worried as I can just walk the 10k. I guess we’ll see.
Until then, my pull buoy and the pull will be my best friend.