I smell bad, real bad.
I just ran fifteen miles and now I’m sitting at Urgent Care wondering if my ankle is broken.
Lucky I knew where I was going, otherwise I might have been sat searching for the nearest Urgent Care places. At least I know that there are loads of Urgent Care places that people can go to, like this urgent care fort collins. However, it’s better to make sure that you get one that is close to home.
I’m not a huge fan of going to Urgent Care.
For starters I stink! I smell so bad why would some one chose to sit right next to me?!
Secondly, I am well aware of the costs involved with Urgent Care (you can find out more at https://www.gofundme.com/c/blog/cost-of-urgent-care if you are not familiar with them) and could do without them.
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.
I was three miles from the car and wondering if my ankle might be broke or if possibly I had pulled a tendon or ligament. My ankle hurt and it was already swelling up but it could be worse, at least I could walk at all!
I was making my way very slowly down the mountain, maybe a mile past that when the tip of my pole hit a slithering creature.
Yup, a rattlesnake.
It makes no sense to me, it’s late October, it was thirty five degrees this morning when I got up, and there is snow on the ground, why is this guy not hibernating yet?
I was so very thankful for the poles because they warned the snake way before my running shoes would have.
Waving goodbye to the snake I kept going down the steep mountain trail knowing my car and Urgent Care in the city below the mountains,
had to be down there some where.