There is a hiccup in my preparations to wear footy shorts to the dance parties this weekend….
I will not be able to do any cardio this week as I have hurt my leg.
It’s all a bit silly really. The metal false ceiling on my life fell on me last night and the sharp edge of the metal jammed straight into my ankle just above my Achilles tendon.
It look hideous with a huge big triangular wedge gouged out of my leg.
The doctor at the Emergency Department told me how damn lucky I was that it only grazed my tendon and hasn’t damaged it at all! Five nasty little stitches and some pain, and I can’t do any cardio this week!
I am just hoping that the swelling and pain will all have gone by the weekend so I am not hobbling around at the dance parties.
In thinking about this, I am so very lucky. If I had not been wearing thick jeans I would now be facing surgery to reattach the tendon and months and months of physio therapy!
Thanks guardian angel!