Everyone’s had their moment of stupidity, I seem to have more of them. So on Tuesday evening a couple of guys from work and I headed down to the beach to play some touch rugby.
Bad idea.
I woke up on Wednesday to an ankle that wasn’t happy when I put weight on it. And yes, it was that ankle. So to say I started worrying was an understatement, as I’m due to run the Red Hill 36km Classic race this weekend. I immediately booked an appointment with my physio, first thing on Thursday morning.
Thankfully, after an evening of icing and arnica, my ankle felt fine when I woke up this morning. I went to the physio anyway, and he just confirmed that I must have stressed it slightly, caused some inflammation, therefore pain. He advised me to rather avoid running until the race, and let it recover fully.
Whew. I’ll let you all know how the race goes.
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