I smell bad, real bad.
I just ran fifteen miles and now I’m sitting at Urgent Care wondering if my ankle is broken.
I smell so bad why would some one chose to sit right next to me?!
I was running slash hiking in the mountains near my house this morning.
Well technically I was running in the San Gorgonio Wilderness which sounds just way more tough than just saying ” the mountains”
I had run over seven miles up very steep mountain trail and I had to turn around in order to make it to work on time.
My plan was to hit the sauna at my gym for a few minutes after that, shower there than grab lunch real quick before my three p.m. shift.
I was running down hill at a pretty good clip, I was making good time and I slowed down to a walk near Alger Creek. There was poison oak on both sides of the thin trail that jagged through the forest and as I made my way carefully through I lost my balance.
I rolled my ankle hard and I felt a pop and felt something strain as I tried not to fall completely into the poison oak.
After I regained my composure I just stood there for a minute, testing my injured ankle to see how bad it was.
I had my hiking poles with me and as I began making my way out of the forest again I used them as crutches.