Dragons

Irony, payback, Karma, God, whatever you believe in, he/she/it is not on my side at this point in time. Literally 2 days after finally kicking a virus that had inspired a bacterial infection that lasted around 3 weeks I went and got myself hurt. I stepped on a rock very wrong last Thursday. The issue that bothered our trainer is that my ankle had not swollen meaning that the damage I had done was deeper inside the joint and possibly had affected the cartilidge. So for the past week I have been unable to run bringing the grand total of practices that I have actually fully participated in over the last month and a half to about 15 total days.


I have realized a funny thing through this season. You never ever how much you enjoy anything until its gone. Being hurt is pretty miserable. Instead of being out running in some pretty beautiful weather, I am in a trainers office with a giant rubber band. I also have to ice. I absolutely hate icing. Icing hurts, and I really do not care about the benefits. The worst of it all was I had to sit out a race that my parents were going to come out and watch.

Hopefully I'll be ship shape by the end of the week to attempt to right my ship