walking's off

Well it is for a little while, my walking that is. I have sprained my ankle and it wasn't due to an over indulgence of alcohol or because I was dancing on the table. Shall I tell you more?

Last week MFEMF and I went off to France for half term. Although I knew I wasn't going to be able to do any of my long 10-12 mile walks, we packed the gear so that the mother and daughter bonding could continue over some of my favourite walks in the woods and along the hillside. Unfortunately, unknown to me my walking days on this occasion were numbered.

We stayed with some friends on the Monday evening (we had just arrived on Sunday) and I got to try out the brand new bedroom. The bed was so comfortable that when I woke in the early hours the thought of getting out of bed to go to the loo was not at all appealing. Need got the better of me though and I made my way in the darkness along the corridor being careful to remember the few steps from one level to another. However, I did not remember how many steps and the next moment I crashed to the floor having dropped a bit further than planned. The shock hit first and then the excruciating pain followed by that horrible cold and hot period when you feel you are going to be ill.

I am not sure how long I sat there but all sorts of scenarios passed through my mind from wondering how I would get home if I had broken my ankle or foot to thinking how I could still do my 60K walk. I managed to get back to bed and lay as still as I could while my foot throbbed.

Well its not broken just badly bruised and swollen. I managed to get my trainers on the following day and my little accident helped Chris and Roo realise that perhaps they needed some light in that area before they rented their house out. At least my falling had its uses.

Now I sit in the office with my foot up on a chair and an ankle bandage for extra support. I had to cancel my walk on Sunday as I figured 10 miles may not be a good idea. I am taking loads of care now and hoping that walking at the weekend may be possible. This lack of walking is getting to me but that is also a good sign as clearly it has become so much part of me that it is not a trial to do. It's the way I wanted my exercise to be.

Any tips orsuggestions regarding my predicament very welcome.