It feels like ages since I’ve been able to do much on my feet with my ankle injury. If ages equals several months, then it actually HAS been ages. Super frustrating and I lost my groove quite a few months back.
This past week at physical therapy, my ankle pain has significantly lessened. Instead of working on strengthening the tendon in my ankle, we’ve worked on stretching my back like crazy, which has relieved pressure from the nerve that is attached to that tendon. Crazy how two weeks of working on my back has brought more relief than 7 months of anything else. I’m just glad we’ve figured out what was wrong – I was losing faith fast.
My physical therapist suggested that I test out my foot on a walk this weekend, and also try to jog to see how it responds. I was so scared. The thought of doing anything to derail progress makes me queasy – literally.
Anyway, hubs and pup were going for a short walk, so I joined them. I was glad that I didn’t seem to lose my cardiovascular conditioning and end up huffing and puffing on the short walk. There was pain, but it wasn’t excruciating as I thought it might be. We only went 1.11 miles, and stopped partway to say hi to someone we knew. I jogged past a few houses at the very end of the walk, and the pain was a little worse, but not awful. Now, a few hours later, the pain is about how it was before walking, and I am pretty excited about that.
You know the old saying, “You have to walk before you run?” I’m happy to be walking again