Last night, I was sitting cross-legged on the floor, and JTC stepped on the inside of my right lower leg. Something... twisted. Ouch. Is it too late for ice?
I had hoped to do my Week2, Day2 run this morning after taking the boys to daycare, but it was a rough morning. Besides that part of my leg still hurting, I was both pooped and peed on. It was already 9:00 and time to work by the time I got the boys to school.
Bryan is out of town, so I'm not sure how I'm going to get my run done tomorrow morning. I may have to sub in a Gazelle workout again. I want to do something to keep my momentum.
Skipping is a slippery slope!