It’s been another week of not running. So I don’t really have a lot to say. I did run on Saturday. I am trying to keep my goal of running a race once a month going, and since I missed the rock n roll half, I signed up for a 5k in Anacortes, which is 30 min or so from my house. It was at an oil refinery, Tesoro, and they new how to throw an after party. It was a small run, most runs I do are because I like to do local races, and the area I live in is small. But they had a BBQ after the race, just hot dogs, but it was pretty nice. They had a local band playing, and lots of “swag.” Not great “swag” but it wasn’t bad.
Speaking of “swag” what is up with the “online swag bag” a lot of races do now? I don’t like it. Honestly, I’d rather get a cheap waterbottle, some SPF 30 chap stick than have to go online to look at the “swag bag” and find out all it is is a bunch of coupons for running stores. I’ve never used something I’ve found in one of the online “swag bags.”
Okay, end rant.Last week I started not feeling very good on Thursday. I attributed it to being up really late the night before . . . that’s a whole other story. In a nutshell, I went out with a friend after work on Wednesday and on my way home I witnessed a really bad accident that kept me up half the night Wednesday night. Anyway, Thursday I just figured I was super tired. Then on Thursday night I was laying in bed with Maddox and he reached over and said “Mommy, you’re hot” so I took my temperature. It was around 100., but I didn’t think it was a big deal, I was laying in bed, under covers with Maddox, the heater.
Friday morning I woke up feeling better, less of a headache, not as warm, and thought I was okay. But I just started feeling worse and worse all day. I had plans to go to my sister’s house for dinner, which I did. Again, on Saturday I woke up feeling better, went for my race and decided to go to the Urgent Care to check on my ankle.
It hasn’t been too bad lately, but I decided that since it’s been so long, I wanted to make sure it wasn’t broken. It’s not broken, but I’m not sure if that’s good or bad. If it was broken, I’d be able to have a concrete (or mostly concrete) time frame. As it stands, she said I must have a bad sprain, and it could take 6-8 weeks to heal, and I should “see how it feels” and “use my best judgement.” *sigh* Isn’t that what I was doing? And not very well. . . Afterall, I raced before going to the Urgent Care to find out if it was broken . . .
After my race on Saturday my ankle was pretty sore yesterday, and it's a bit more swollen than it has been for a week or so.