…The Tough wear a boot.
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I would like to tell you that I did this during a massive bike crash. Or a fall across a finish line, but the truth of the matter is that I dropped like a toddler onto my driveway this morning for no reason… and now I have this boot to wear.
For the next eight weeks. Broken foot. Fifth metatarsal bone. Fracture. Pride and sanity severely broken.
New Orleans is obviously o-u-t, which is resulting in a big, massive, epic p-o-u-t. I’ll be a cheerleader for the Expert, Coach Monster, Robyn and Luke. Maybe I’ll make glitter signs.
The doctor came in carrying her laptop with my x-rays, and said, “Well, it’s broken.” And my first reaction was, “What? Your laptop?”
|A Whole New Meaning to Elevation.|
I’m not sure what else to say other than, this sucks, but I’m thankful that it doesn’t require surgery, that I have a foot to even complain about, that I can wear a boot so I can take it off to drive, etc. I will take this opportunity to learn to swim with the pull buoy, use the hand cycle machine, and build up my biceps.
In the meantime, somehow I’ll…