Day 2 of the ankle watch.
Who would’ve thought that it hurts more to have Ace bandage on, keeping the injured ankle properly in place, than when it was freely inflamed? I mean, I actually am aware of my injury now. Before, only when it’s really agitated will I feel it.
Nothing reminds you of a bad ankle like running 3 blocks down a steep hill…in Converse…and wearing a 3-inch chunky heels the next day.
And thank god for the weather being warmer here. Or else I’d say fuck it to the whole icing the ankle twice a day thing.