While strategizing with Coach Terry today about my ankle, I went ahead and made an appointment at the Arkansas Foot & Ankle Clinic. I have been treated there previously; in 2005 I was fitted for orthotics by Dr. B there. My appointment is for tomorrow afternoon with Dr. C. At the very least we'll rule out some bad things (I hope). Even if I find out that I just need more rest, at least I'll know for sure and will no longer second-guess when I should get back out there. Past experience tells me to LET IT HEAL. But current stubbornness forces me to take a do or die approach to getting to Memphis!!!
And so began the pity party. But that brought some better thoughts: if I can't run for, say, three weeks (just throwing out ideas) perhaps I could swim. I could take this opportunity to become a duathlete! I could hone a new skill while maintaining my current fitness level.
The ankle is still puffy, and it feels better while wrapped. However, once my pity party was complete (and the bandage was removed), the ankle miraculously feels better. Hmm.... psychosomatic?