My first ankle injury

This is Suzy again. On our run, I stepped on a rock about the size of a baseball and injured my ankle. Funny thing is that both Kristin and I kicked that very rock on the first half of our run. Too bad we didn't think to throw it off the trail. When I hit it and fell in the midst of our runners therapy session, Danna immediately said, "Oh no! God struck down the wrong person!" I think, though, He got the right one. I've been overly busy and stressed with Christmas preparations and taking the time to rest an injury has been relaxing. It has also given me some great snuggle time with my girls. I think we are all feeling happier, if not slightly sorer.

If you look closely, maybe you can see the purplish oval on my foot. Maybe not. I have learned from previous injuries to follow the RICE equation. Rest Ice Compression Elevation. Especially in the first 24 hours. I did as much as I could of RICE. My ankle is still sore but I like to think it is better than it would have been. By the way, my yaktrax worked great on the ice. Too bad they don't have rock sensors on them. Next time, I'll remember my headlamp.