Relax

Tee - you're not the only person telling me that! :) Hope you and the FAMILY :):):) are doing well, I'm sure you're busy as anything! :)

My sis tells me to chill out all the time when I talk about relationship stuff. She thinks I'm a spaz. Me, a spaz?!?! Nooooo… LOL!!! YES!!!! ;P

Drew tells me to relax all the time - I can't sit still, I always need to be moving around doing something. Even when he's over and I'm cooking or whatever, I have to be doing something…making dip, getting drinks, yapping away, checking dinner status… Blah, blah, blah… When I talk on the phone, I have to be doing something else (unless I'm laying in the sun). Drew wrote me the other day at work telling me to relax so my heart rate would get below 100! ;P

It's a wonder I fractured both fibulas! Running 20-25 miles a week, walking dogs, doing sprints, jumping rope...

Can't sit still… Ants in the pants… A few loose screws… Marbles rollin' around in my head… You name it, I got it!

Okay, now I'm tired… Typing a million miles a minute is hard work! ;D

…gotta go relax…

Naw… ;)

Actions vs. Words

Yesterday I was talking with Drew… We talked for a good hour or so in the early evening. During the conversation, he asked if I still had some salmon in the freezer left over from his charter fishing trip. I said yes. He then goes on to tell me that he forgot he had promised some friends he swims with some fish and would I mind if he gave what I had to them because we had eaten all the salmon he had at his place. I said no I wouldn't mind, just to remind him to give it to him next time he was over. He said that he would just take it Saturday a.m. when he left for his swim. I told him no problem, just remind me.

So, Mr. Non-committal is making plans and assuming he will stay over this Friday, just like he does most of the time… Oh dear, does this mean we have a routine?!?! Ack! LOL!!!

We talked again later Sunday evening for a good hour. And I can't recall where in the conversations this took place…but… He was razzing me, again, for not seeing him in the hallway at work one day last week. I can't help that I am not always paying attention to people walking around me when engrossed in a conversation with someone… A friend of mine just got hired back in a new position, so her and I were catching up. I called him a stalker, he told me that I am ignoring him. So, I told him that he should have said, Hi, Sue… His response was something like, oh you would have introduced me as your partner outside of work.

So, is Mr. Non-committal inferring I am his partner outside of work? Hmmm…

This morning I get to work around 8:30 and am busy working away. Soon I see a little email from Drew pop up in the corner of my computer window.

This afternoon Drew has a friend cancel out of a fishing trip they had planned on Friday and who does he ask? Me! Specifically: Wannna take friday off and go on the boat . .. ..just cruise around and drink:)

Hmmmm…

Every now and then I still flounder back and forth about what is going on with us…then he does these little things that just surprise the heck out of me.

You know what they say…actions speak louder than words.

Right?????

Bilateral Stress Fracture

My appt with Dr. P, the orthopedic surgeon, was great. He took time to listen to everything I had to say and then after reviewing the MRI decided to take x-rays of both ankles.

Appointment Outcome: Bilateral Fibula Stress Fracture

That's right, I have stress fractures on both ankles (fibulas)!!!! I think he was surprised that I was walking as good as I was, although I did tell him that I had an extremely high tolerance for pain. And I told him that I almost threw-up after swimming, so he said that the pain would be intolerable, if I were a normal person. Yeah, me normal??? No way! LOL!!!

So that means...No running, rope jumping, jogging, swimming or other activity which hurts either or both ankles for 4-6 weeks from today.

I have to go out and purchase another ankle support for right ankle…no biggie and much, much better than a cast or some silly leg braces!

Pain Medication - only Tylenol. It seems that anti-inflammatory meds and aspirin impede bone growth. Learned something new today!

Per Dr. P acceptable activities include…

• Walking - once either ankle hurts, stop and next time reduce distance by 25 percent.
• Walking Dogs - once either ankle hurts, stop and next time reduce distance by 25 percent.
• Recumbent Bike - 5 minutes per day, increasing by 2 minutes every five days up reaching up to 20 minutes. Dr. said anything more than initial 5 minutes could result in making things worse or stressing another part of my leg/ankle.
• Weight lifting - no squats, lunges, leg extensions, etc…
• (Lots of extracurricular - I'm sure Drew will be thrilled! LOL!!!!)

Next appt is in two weeks and he'll probably do one more set of x-rays at the end of the six week healing time to make sure all is okay.

At least I know for certain what is going on and what I can and cannot do…and how long it will be until I'm back in action!!!!

Time to take the crutches back! ;P

What an Evening!

Wow, it's the times like this with Drew which makes me wonder why I even wrote the stuff below...

Drew came over tonight for dinner. I made oven fried chicken and green bean casserole...First time ever making any type of fried chicken and I have to say that it wasn't too bad. Apparently, I am a very good cook, as Drew compliments me all the time on my cooking.

Drew is normally not overly affectionate, but tonight he really threw me for a loop. After dinner, he offered me a massage and a little somethin' extra! I was so shocked I just sat there on the couch. Drew pulled me towards him and started rubbing my back, my neck, my shoulders, my hair... Eventually, I sent him to the bedroom and told him to get naked. Sorry, no details there... ;)

He is also not normally a kisser, but tonight...hug hello, little kisses on the couch, kisses and hand holding in the bedroom, kisses good-bye. This is huge for him. Typically, Drew barely kisses at all... I am still in shock and he left over an hour ago...

We talked about all kinds of things tonight. Maybe I'm just shocked at how the evening played out...but I am just completely floored at how open he was.

I would have liked him to stay...but I'll take what I can get. And I don't want to scare him off! ;)

I wrote the following while at work today. I was feeling a little scared and unsure of things. Time with Drew, like the time we spent tonight, wipes those unsure feelings away. In fact, tonight felt much like the weekend we spent together prior to the "talk" and me feeling him pull away...only better.

I almost feel like erasing what I wrote at work, but I will leave it. I'm leaving it because I will now admit to myself that I am falling in love with him and I am scared of getting hurt...and part of me thinks that he may pull away again. I don't know...I just know that I can be 110% me and that I feel at peace when I am with him.

Any who...here's my musings from earlier in the day...I was planning to write more about them, but I'm just going to leave as is... No point writing more and possibly ruining what turned out to be a completely great evening!

Just one final thought about tonight's new Drew...is it possible that...no, I won't go there...I'll just make my way to bed and peacefully float off to sleep...

Is it really love OR is it something else…

I hate to even admit it, but I keep floundering and questioning myself regarding what is going on with Drew and I.

There is a big, big part of me that really and truly enjoys the time we spend together, the conversations we have, the way we can just be together, the feel of his skin under my fingertips, they way he smiles at me as if sharing a secret only he and I have, the witty banter we share when teasing each other…

But because he was non-committal during our "talk" there is also a part of me that wonders whether or not I should be taking things further, wonders whether or not we could possibly have any sort of future together, is afraid he will say that he wants to move on…and my heart will be crushed into a million pieces…

It's the small part of me that is wondering and afraid which puts doubts into and is causing internal conflict in my mind. I debate back and forth every so often about what to do and what is actually going on…and wind up only upsetting myself. But then the weekend comes, we are together and all the doubts I have fall to the weigh side…

Perhaps it is because I believe (I don't know and maybe that is part of the problem?!?!) that I love him that I am feel fearful, uncertain and wonder about things.

Orthopedic Surgeon Appointment Scheduled

OMG, dealing with the American Healthcare System is a royal pain in the a$$!!!! I have been on the phone off and on the entire day trying to get an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon regarding my fractured fibula.

Series of events/phone calls throughout the day...

• Call sports med. Dr. to see if they could get me in to see orthopedic Dr.….no such luck. They gave me orthopedic Dr's number and said that their office would be calling.
• Orthopedic Dr office doesn't call, I call twice and go into voicemail.
• Orthopedic Dr office finally calls me and I get the run around regarding getting an appt soon…finally get an appt with someone for tomorrow.
• I call my primary care Dr. for a referral to the orthopedic Dr., get voicemail which instructs to hang up and call to speak to a live person.
• Call primary care Dr. back, talk to live person and am instructed to leave a message, so I leave a message with pertinent info.
• Primary care dr. eventually calls back and says that Orthopedic Dr is out of network, so we find another orthopedic surgeon…which happens to be the same surgeon that Drew saw for his knee.
• Call orthopedic Dr. #2 office, can't get into see him for two weeks, make appt for Wednesday to see his associate orthopedic Dr. #3.
• Call primary care back to get referral for this guy, go to voicemail.
• Call again primary care again, talk to person and she thinks that I can go see Dr. #3 but get referral for Dr. #2 and all subsequent visits with Dr. #2. Says she will call me back if any problems with referral and no call means all is good.
• Call orthopedic Dr #1 office to cancel appt. They say they have never heard of being out of network and reluctantly cancel appt.

So far no call back from my primary care Dr and it's been at least an hour…hopefully all is well with the plan for Wednesday's appt. with Dr. #3.

Funny that I am going to see same guy that Drew saw…small world…and quite the coincidence…

This evening I have to pick up x-ray and MRI films… I'll be driving around to two places after work.

My ankle is hurting off and on today…it didn't hurt all freakin' weekend and I did a helluva lot more walking and what have you this weekend. Maybe I'm just thinking about the possibility of walking on it and really screwing it up… given it IS broken (fractured)… Who knows what kind of damage I've done the last two plus weeks…. Walking all over the place, swimming, recumbent biking… Unreal that I can even walk on the dang thing without it hurting like a mother. It does give a little twinge every now and then when I step on it the wrong way. Hmmm… I dunno! LOL!!! I sure don't know much as of late!

Looks like the crutches will be getting their first real use while I'm out and about this evening. And I suppose I should be using them at work, too. Perhaps I will have to leave my laptop in the office….so that I'm not lugging the dang thing from here to kingdom come.

::sigh::

At least I have an appt this century, okay this week… ;)

Love...

It's happened...

What more do I have to say...

Love...

Fracture

I got a call yesterday that my MRI final report stated:

Impression: findings consistent with nondisplaced fracture of the distal fibula which may be related to stress fracture.

Lovely...looks like I won't be running or doing any cardio for a while. Guess I'll have to focus on lifting weights for now...get all buff! LOL!!! Yeah, right...;P

I'm instructed to stay off the ankle and use crutches... Nice... Like two weeks of walking around and what have you was good for my ankle...what is a couple more days? Not likely I'll be using the crutches around the house with two dogs and somewhat confined quarters.

Average healing time of a fracture is 4-6 weeks from what I've read. I'm getting an appointment with an orthopedic specialist next week...hopefully Monday.

Going bonkers today...it's raining like crazy...and I'm stuck in the house doing nothing.

Drew is coming over later with drinks and snacks, so I don't have to walk anywhere... He was over last night and stayed, but had a swim practice thingie this a.m...

Hmmm...Maybe I'll get lucky! Don't need a good fibula for that! LOL!!!

A Good Thing

Oh dear, swimming did not go well yesterday. I do not have the upper body strength to pull my lower body behind me very well and I kept flipping my legs/feet to keep me going.... My ankle hurt worse when I was done than when I got there. Plus, I wasn't thinking and drank a protein shake and felt sick to my stomach half way through the swim and almost threw up when I got home...Ugh! ;P

I must say that I now have a new appreciation for swimming. I never realized the synchronicity needed to breath and move through the water or the cardio benefit you can get from it. I was huffing and puffing after two lengths of the pool and thought I was in shape from all the running I've been doing....guess I'm just not in swimming shape! I will never look at swimmers the same way...and that's a good thing!

Drew gave me an "I told you so" last night when he came over. I cooked us some dinner, we ate then watched the Tigers and a movie while snuggling on the couch... It was a nice night. He held my hand and kissed me good night when he left...::sigh:: He's been doing a lot of nice little things to let me know that he is thinking of me and appreciates me. I think things are finally getting back to "normal" between us...which is yet another good thing! :)

My daughter is over tonight and we had our therapy appt. Before we left, we sat at the kitchen table and chatted about all kinds of things - school, career, her boyfriend... It was really nice. I'm so very thankful that we have such an open relationship....it's a really, really good thing! :):):):):)

I guess I'm thankful for a lot of things today, I'm in a good mood and I feel happy about so very many things...

It's all good...just the way life should be...

And that is an extremely good thing!

Still Gimpy

I'm still gimpy! I had my appt with the specialist yesterday. The Dr. read my chart and immediately asked if I was a runner! Wonderful... ;P Of course, I said yes and then he asked how many miles I run. He said I was addicted! Ummmm…yeah!

After that the Dr. checked out both my ankles, moved the left one around to check when/where the pain was and notices some minor (not noticeable to me) swelling on my right ankle. He then checked all my other joints found nothing. When I asked about whether or not I could walk, he told me no walking, no jogging, no running, no bike riding... :( All I could think was, OMG, what am I going to do?!?! Dr. did say I could swim - oh joy! ;P He gave me a script to get some blood work drawn, an appointment for an MRI (9/18), a script for an anti-inflammatory and a script for an elastic ankle brace which I must say is very attractive - LOL!!! My next appt is 9/22... Too long of a wait for my taste!

I doubt they'll find anything in the blood work, everything they are checking I had checked by an immunologist a few years ago and those levels came back normal. I just can't believe I have to wait until 9/18 to get an MRI!

Last night, I was talking with Drew and he told me no way would I be able to swim given that my foot hurts the most when I move it up and down like you do when you are swimming/kicking. Given Drew has swimmed competitively his entire life, I have to believe what he is saying, especially since it makes common sense.

I just hope that the Dr. tells me that I will eventually be able to run again, even if it's not on pavement. I must run!!!!

In the meantime, I'll be gimping around and trying to figure out a cardio exercise I can do. I think I may try swimming at the gym after work today…gotta do something… If swimming doesn't work, I'm not sure what I'm going to do.

Calling Card

I just dropped my daughter off at Jaba's house.

As I was waiting for my daughter to make it into the house safely, a bird left a calling card on my windshield. I was shit on!

At first I was upset...

Then I laughed... Shit on by a bird in front of the biggest shithead in the world's house!

How appropriate!

All I can say is that the bird must like me because he/she left it's calling card... Perhaps I'll call again! ;)

Profound

I was reading a friend's blog and contemplating just how profound life is...not just life, but how certain people touch our lives in such profound ways. How they come and go so seemingly effortlessly... How they impact us one day and are gone the next... How we think about them and wonder how they are doing and not make the effort to try to keep in touch... Or we try to keep in touch and they make no effort to reciprocate...

Why is it that people can be like stepping stones? Helping each other through troubled times, assisting in keeping our heads above water...and then disappearing into the river of life never to be seen again...

It just amazes me the number of lives we touch each day. In the store, on the road, at work, walking down the street, at the gym, etc...

I noticed that the more happiness I exude and the more I try to reach out to people and empathize with them, the easier it is to make it through the day.

Maybe we all need to make the extra effort. Imagine what an impact it would have on this world and what a better place it would be...

Think about it...it's extremely profound.

Blah, Blah, Blah

Friday my daughter stayed the night at a friend's house and had plans to watch her boyfriend in a soccer tournie on Saturday. So, since I was on my own, Drew came over and stayed the night. Saturday a.m. he went swimming and then came back to help me get rid of the dirt heap in front of my house. We worked for three hours....what a difference! We showered, had a couple drinks, some snacks then I made dinner. My daughter wasn't home yet and wouldn't be home until around 10, so I went to Drew's for a few hours of roasting marshmallows over a fire in the backyard at his place...

The dogs didn't wake me up this a.m., the pain in my arms, back and ankle did though! OMG, I feel like an old woman! LOL!!!! I got up fed the dogs, popped two Motrin and went back to bed for an hour.

My daughter has at least two hours of homework to do today. We (my daughter and I) spent the morning lounging and talking about this and that...it was nice. :)

I really want to go for a walk today. There is a really nice walking/jogging/bike path that goes through the Henry Ford Estate not too far from my house... I haven't done any running or exercise over the past week...my ankle had been bothering me all week. It's still bothering me. With the three hours of yard work yesterday, it's no wonder. I think the Motrin has dulled the pain...and the weird thing is there was very little swelling yesterday or this morning even though it hurt... Again, could be the Motrin. Walking is probably not a very good idea... I have an appointment with a sports medicine specialist tomorrow, so hopefully I'll find out what's wrong with the dang thing soon!

Last night Drew asked me over to watch the Lion's play today...they are on at 1pm. Not sure what is going on there.... I really do like him a lot. I just do not want to get hurt and I'm so scared that my heart is going to be broken... But I really do think that he likes me, too. Obviously, I haven't been too good at the pulling away thing, it just doesn't feel natural to me, so that little tidbit of advice (assvice???) from a few people is out the window. I just can't see why he would be spending so much time with me if he really didn't like me. I don't know. Can you tell that I'm still feeling torn about what to do, but do not want to give up the possibility of a really great thing?

Guess I will give Drew a call and see what is up...I could go over there for a few hours while my daughter does her homework. She really doesn't like it when I'm around while she's doing it. I always ask her what she's working on, does she need help and it seems to annoy her. Hmmm...apparently she is not used to parental supervision! ;P

Not much else going on here... Work is super busy, which is good. It keeps me from being distracted from thinking about Drew and what's going on with us...which is never too far from the corner of my mind.

Ah well, blah, blah, blah...if I don't get moving, I won't get anything done today! ;)

The TALK

I finally feel like I can write about this....

Last Monday, 8/25, Drew and I had "THE TALK"... Things with us have been going so very well...but I felt like he was pulling away after the long weekend we spent almost 24/7 together.

So, two Sunday's ago, 8/24, after he left, he didn't stay the night, I completely freaked out. I cried... I was up all night... I was wondering what the hell was going on... I was kicking myself for not talking to him when he was here... Etc...

That Monday morning I called him and he didn't answer, so I texted him. It was a doozy... "Good luck at dr sorry to bother you but been up all night can you call before or after your appointment". I figured he'd call after the dr because it was so close to his appt time, but he called before. He asked if everything was okay. I said yes, no...told him I had to walk into the hall and then blurted out a question about whether or not everything was okay between us. He gave me an oh wow and said we would talk later that he had to go into the dr. I figured that I wouldn't hear from him all day, but he called me after his appt. I apologized for laying it on him like that and said he was right that I should have asked if we could talk later. He had some yardwork to do, so I said I'd come by after he was done to talk. Then we talked another 20 minutes about his appt and this and that...

I get to his house, we have a drink and immediately start talking. I tell him that we've been doing whatever it is we have been doing together for a few months, been getting along good, spending more time together, and that I want to know where I stand. He thought that was fair and that he figured we would be having this talk sooner or later. He said that he liked me, that he thought that we got along really great, had nothing bad to say about our relationship, thought that I treated him very well, but couldn't give me more than he is now. He figured that I could tell that he wasn't into things 110%. I told him that he was right, that sometimes he ran hot and cold. I told him that I like our relationship, liked him, liked how I was able to be myself around him, that I thought it was great how we each had time to do our own thing without the other freaking out or getting upset... I asked if everything was so good what the problem was. He said he didn't know. He said that he talked with a friend earlier in the day and his friend said the same thing and that he (Drew) was crazy. Drew admitted that he was screwed in the head and couldn't figure it out himself.

He made the point of making sure that I wasn't looking to get married and I ensured him that I wasn't. I reminded him that we'd talked about the marriage topic before and thought that we were both on the same page.

He also said that he didn't know if there was someone else out there. Like a soul mate. So we talked a bit about that. I told him that I believed that there was more than one person out there for everyone. That you find the one you like and are a good match with, you accept who they are, relish their good traits and decide to overlook the little flaws. That even if you thought that you found the greatest person in the world, that one day you could wake up and realize that all the little flaws are driving you crazy and that possibly you could no longer live with dealing with them. He mentioned that he might want someone who was never married. I asked if he was looking for a young chickadee and if yes, what they could possibly have in common. He admitted going out with younger women and that after the initial attraction there was nothing there and that they had nothing to talk about. Drew and I can talk forever about anything and everything. I asked if having my daughter had anything to do with it and he said no. That she was old enough now that it wasn't an issue. He also brought us going out years ago and that if it didn't last then why would it now. I told him that he had his eyes set on another women who he eventually asked to marry him and that he thought she was the one for him...so why would he even bother thinking anything would progress with us. Plus, we only saw each other maybe a month or so...it was so long ago, I really can't remember. He listened to all of this, but I got the impression that he believes that someday he'll meet someone and a light bulb will go off over his head and he'll have found his soul mate.

We continue talking. He tells me that he is happy with me and that he isn't actively looking for anyone and doesn't have intentions of looking. That our relationship could last six months, a year, five years, ten years... He tells me that for now he is still a member of match.com and that he looks on there when he gets emails and is automatically logged in. I tell him that I am not even interested in looking to go out with anyone else, that I am happy with the way things are between us for now...

I do eventually want more. He said that we would probably be revisiting this conversation in another six months... I agreed.

Drew told me that he thought that I was going to come over and tell him that I found someone else and didn't want to see him any longer and told his friend he was talking to earlier as much. I asked why he thought that because I didn't think I gave him any indication that I wasn't happy. I reiterated that I was happy being with him and liked him and had no interest in looking for anyone else. We both said that if that ever changed that we would let the other person know immediately.

There was a ton more said, but I got the feeling that either Drew liked me and had cold feet or he liked me but wanted to leave the door open in case something better came along.

The entire last week I think I cried myself to sleep every night. I felt completely and utterly torn between ending it or continuing along. I really like him...I don't want to get hurt. All I could think is that I don't want to get hurt...

So I try to act normal - huge problem for me after the talk.... I was freaking out every time I didn't hear from him fearful that I had pushed him away.

This past weekend was fabulous... In fact, Friday evening Drew asked me to go away for a weekend at his buddy's cottage in late September/early October. We were driving and I almost fell out of his truck! We pretty much spent the entire weekend together again...and as usual, with all the time we spend together, it was wonderful.

I'm trying not to read too much into anything. I'm trying to play it cool. I'm trying not to blow things out of proportion.

I've talked to a few people about the situation. All have told me to ride it out for a while. Two have told me to pull back a little without being obvious and make him do a little more work. I'm not a game player, so that would be extremely hard for me to do. But I suppose if I pull away and he continues to show interest that I would have my answer about how he feels sooner than later.

I emailed him a short two liner this a.m. He called me at lunch today vs emailing me back and we talked for a while. I didn't email him this afternoon...I was busy and I guess I think pulling back a little may be a good idea...I don't know. Anyway, he called me again after work. We chatted and he let me go before he went in to pick up a pizza. Not a minute later he calls me back to tell me he got the pizza and not to roll my eyes...which I did, along with smiling, when I saw it was him calling again! We know each other pretty well at this point. I tell him I have to work and will talk to him later. And I will call him in a little while...no game playing about that!

I'm still not sure what's going on or what I want to do. I like Drew...a lot...so very much... I think I could fall in love with him and be happy for a long, long time... And that is what scares me about continuing on...I don't want to be crushed in the end. But at the same time I don't want to bail and possibly lose out on a very good thing.

So for now, I am okay (I think!?!?!?!?) continuing on as we are.

Ankle Injury

Friday I was out running... About a mile and a half into my run, my ankle starts hurting. I think no big deal, I'll just run through it. Two miles...owie! By this time, either I'm walking home two miles or running/jogging the rest of the way. I decide to keep on running... S T U P I D!

At the end of the run I'm barely making it...chanting in my head, only a little ways to go, OMG you're and idiot, you better stop, no keep going, it's okay, I can do it, no pain, you better stop, etc...

I shower and head over Drew's... I tell him my ankle is fucked up... I manage to limp around the video store and wait in the truck while we get Chinese. We eat, put in a movie and I sit with my ankle up the rest of the night.

The next morning, ankle is still hurting. I have some breakfast at Drew's, go home and feed dogs, run out (okay limp out!) to do some grocery shopping, come home, think I'm really screwed, sit with some ice on my ankle, lay in the sun with ice on ankle... Drew comes over my house, I cook dinner, we eat and I sit with my ankle on Drew's lap the rest of the night... We go to bed...

Sunday we get up, my ankle looks much better. We decide to take the Shelby out to Kensington and lay out under a tree by the water for a few hours, then back to Drew's for leftovers and a fire out back... It was nice and we had lots of fun teasing (like an old married couple) back and forth...

Monday my ankle looks even better but still hurts... I go home after breakfast and layout with more ice for a good two hours. Lay around the house and go back over Drew's for the second movie we never watched...

Today, ankle looks even better, but still hurts. I make an appt. Dr sends me for x-rays and gives me a referral for a specialist...who I can't get in to see until NEXT Monday. Dr thinks it's a problem with my tendon and preliminary x-ray report shows no fractures, although it may be too early to see anything...

What a pain! I didn't write half of what I could say about the medical profession. I've been irritated since I left the Dr office...what a freakin' idiot. I think I may switch back to my other Dr. who is 25 - 30 minutes away because I don't like dealing with all the crap at my new Dr... Unreal...

Any who... still don't know what is going on with ankle...ankle is swollen, but doesn't hurt (could be no pain due to Motrin - LOL!)...

We shall see... I just can't believe that I have to wait almost a week and have been unable to run since Friday!!!! ARGH! How annoying! I was doing so well and running 20 - 25 miles a week... I guess I'll just have to start over in another ....????.... weeks...

Ah well...guess I'll go eat a mini-meal... ;)