I consider myself captain safety whenever I exercise.
:: Never better! ::
I realize that my livelihood completely depends on me being at top physical condition – or as close to it as I can come so I really do everything in my power to avoid injury at all costs. I know I drive some of my running buddy friends crazy because I'm forever walking through slippy ice, rocky parts or anything that looks remotely unsafe. I've often thought that It would take the perfect storm of events to leave me injured, which I guess in retrospect is exactly what happened this past weekend.
I woke up early on Sunday – 7:10 am – to an alarm that had accidentally been left on and for some reason I was the only one who heard it. I ran upstairs to turn it off and by the time I got to it I was wide-awake. I decided that it would be the perfect chance for me to sneak in a long trail run before anyone else was up! I quickly laced up and headed out the door.
:: The view from the trails to the beach ::
I got going and was having a great run. The trails for the first 6 km were well travelled and at the halfway decision point I decided to stick with my long run plan and push through. I haven't been at the cottage much this year because of the Pilates course I'm taking so I didn't know that the next section was pretty overgrown. The trail was really narrow because of all the plants around it. You could barely see the bottom of the path.
What happened next took less than 2 seconds total. I heard what sounded like a deer on my right so I quickly turned to look at it, meanwhile my left foot got caught on a root and BAM. I was down on the ground in 0.2 seconds flat. Most disturbingly on my way down I heard "POP" and then another loud "POP". Followed each time by two strong vocal choice f-words! Right away I knew something was really wrong with my foot. I instinctively just started to crawl. I had about 1 km left in the trails before I would hit the main road. After about 100 m of crawling I decided to try to stand up. The pain was so intense at first I felt like I was going to throw up, which I thought to myself, "might distract the mosquitoes – do it" I was quickly back on my knees crawling to find help. Normally the trails are a little busier but because it was so early in the morning I was on my own.
After about 20 minutes I finally reached the road. At that point I had figured out a one-legged burpee crawl jump that was working well for me but there was no way I could keep that up for the final 5 km home. I needed to find someone. Luckily there was a man fishing on the river just where I popped out. He had a cockapoo. Phew. I decided he was therefore safe to approach. His name was Peter and he was kind enough to drive me to the park shop. Thank you Peter! It is nice to know there are still wonderful people in the world. Seriously without you I'd probably still be trying to make my way back to the cottage!
My mom came instantly to the rescue and wisely insisted on a hospital visit. Matt took the baton from there and drove me to Goderich – the biggest nearby town to get X-rays. Their hospital facilities were truly state of the art – seriously very impressive.
Our doctor was great, pretty relaxed and only poked me a few times. He basically told us from the get-go that broken bones in feet are really hard to spot right away – they are so tiny and usually swollen at first. I'd be leaving in a fancy air pump boot cast no matter what.
:: Miss New Booty ::
It has been three days now and all things considered I'm doing really well. I got a fitbit for my birthday and my goal is to try to stay under 100 steps a day! Which is pretty much impossible but I'm determined to do absolutely everything I can to get better – even if it means doing the hardest thing of all for me – nothing.
I continue to be eternally grateful for Matt who has been my personal chef, piggy backer extraordinare and honestly feeds me Advil and water like they are candies. Yum!
I will still be teaching bod squad – with some awesome body assistants!! But unfortunately my video series will likely be delayed until the end of the summer… unless I make it all one legged exercises, which I've honestly already considered!
I'll keep you posted on my progress. I'd say best case I'm looking at 12 more days in the boot but this is not going to cramp my style one bit! Today is my 26th birthday and even with this little setback still feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Thanks for being a big part of the reason why!