It had been almost 3 weeks since I had gone for a run and I was definitely feeling guilty. So after all the holiday shenanigans were over, I decided to see if I could pick up where I’d left off with my training and, if I could hang in there, then I would still run the Austin Marathon in February. I felt pretty good as I started this morning’s run but about two miles into it, I stepped off the curb at South Congress and Lightsey Ave and my right ankle folded underneath me. I was pretty positive I heard a pop and so took a few minutes to assess the situation. I decided that while it didn’t hurt too badly, I was already two miles from home and maybe I should just be safe and make my way back.
By the time I got home, I thought that the ankle might be OK but later that day it was clear that this was something that could not be run on for a while. So as of now, I’m bowing out of any upcoming runs or races and trying to nurse my ankle back to full strength as quickly as possible. I guess that’s why they say “There’s always next year!”. Crap.