Michael & Liz are Bloggable

On Saturday January 16th I did something to my foot that I've never done before. I have sprained both feet many many times in the past but that Saturday, my left foot decided to not only sprain itself but also pop out of it's ankle socket.

I was standing on the stones that surround our mailbox and I stepped back into the street. I didn't anticipate just how far down the street really was and when I planted my foot with the ball of my foot down, my toes stayed still but my leg continued to move forward. I felt it twist and I fell to the ground screaming in pain(nailing my elbow pretty hard I might add). I grabbed the ankle just out of reaction to the situation and when I squeezed it, it popped back into where it should have been. I'm no ankle expert, but I didn't think ankles could "dislocate" like that. One thing is for sure, I'll never forget the feeling of holding my foot and have my bones move inside. The last time that happened was in High School when I broke both bones in my left arm and it looked like I had two elbows. If nothing else, those experiences make you feel real, like all I am is just the sum of my parts.

*SIDE NOTE* - I was hoping two things at that moment when I fell into the street (and Liz wasn't at home by the way). 1. That some neighbors heard me so I could get a little bit of help and 2. No neighbors heard me so I wouldn't have to socialize with them. I feel like such a bad person for saying that, but I'm just introverted, and that's the way I am.

Well after an all day R.I.C.E session and more rest on Sunday, it took about two days before I was walking without a limp. I tried running late last week but I couldn't take the pain of the impact. I tried again today and made it 1.7 miles before abruptly stopping. The run started out with my ankle having a general sore feeling and as I continued to run it got almost to the point of being back to normal before a sudden pain shot up my leg and I even couldn't walk. I limped over to the bike and biked 7 miles instead (no impact workout). After getting up from the biking, the pain was gone.

When I got home tonight I looked down and noticed blood built up on the bottom of my foot. I didn't notice this before, but I never really examined my foot after the incident so who knows how long it's been there. The blood build-up has happened to me in the past with some really bad sprains but it's been a while (maybe since High School actually). I guess it goes to show that I'm still not ready to run yet. I will say, the picture below DOES NOT do the blood justice, it's far more dark in person than it is in the picture. Here's a picture of my gorgeous foot:

I'm really anxious to get rid of this little bump in the road on my way to running the Country Music Half Marathon and losing the 26 pounds. The good news is, you don't need strong ankles to continue to lose weight... I'm really enjoying the biking on the machines at the gym. My weight has been hanging tough at 182 for several days now and I'm so close to the 170's I can almost taste it. Motivation++