As the title suggests, this injury thing is really frustrating me again. I'm sick of complaining about it, but it's all I can think about at the moment.
I have had a pretty good week since Wednesday's blog - I have been watching what I eat a little more and I have been getting up a little earlier to do my Pilates DVD before work. Friday I called in sick - ok, so I wasn't technically sick, but I did go to work on Thursday when I was feeling really tired and crappy, so I figure I 'earnt' Friday off! LOL Anyway, I had good intentions of going to the pool (after I spent a few hours cleaning the house). I called the pool to ask if there would be school groups in and the girl told me there was one in there, but they still had two lanes open for use. I didn't like the idea of having to share the pool with a group of snotty kids, but I figured I had better try! So, I drove to the pool and when I got there I was very surprised to find that there was not one carpark left - at 10.30am on a Friday??? So, I bailed on the swimming plan and came home and did Pilates instead.
Fri night I caught up with some friends and headed into the city for a night of fun. During the week I was unsure how it would go as I really only knew one person that was going and everyone there was single. In the end I had a great night - I drank a bit too much which resulted in me chatting to strange men and dancing til 3am! LOL The girls asked how I managed to get out on my own that night - to which I replied that my husband had written me a leave pass! LOL The funniest part was being hit on by a 21 year old guy - I thought that was nearly as good as being asked for ID! I also got chatting to a group of guys down from Wagga - in my single days I would never have talked to anyone, but Fri night I didn't care - I guess the pressure was off because I didn't feel like I had to impress them. When they got too close I flashed the wedding ring and it was all good. Country boys know how to behave! I have to say that I am glad not to be single anymore - I do miss the going out part, but I don't miss the trying to pick people up part! The other problem that I had forgotten about til Fri night was how short most people are - I'm tall, but at 5'11" I would still think there should be taller men out there - I towered over most of the crowd. I had forgotten about that from my single days!
Sat morning Bec picked me up early and we headed into the city to meet Julz & Jodes. My shin was hurting from all the dancing and walking around on Fri night, but I still hobbled around the Queen Vic market with my friends - we even walked from the market to the National Gallery to check out the 80's fashion display. I knew I shouldn't have been walking around, but my friend was over from Hobart and wanted to go to the market and the gallery and I thought it would be ok. I was very wrong about that!!!
Today I feel like I am back to square one with this injury - my shin hurts to walk on today and it now throbs when I sit down. It's sooooooo frustrating - I am used to walking everywhere and being little miss active, I really don't know how to do this 'resting' thing. Now I have realised that I am not doing myself any favours, so tomorrow I will book an appointment to see the sports doc and I will ask for a referral to have the bone scan done. I am sure I have a stress fracture now - it's been almost a month - this is ridiculous! I'm fairly sure that I will need to be put on crutches too, which doesn't sound like too much fun. The hard part will be at work - the carpark is a long way from the entrance and the building is very long too - I can't help but have to walk around - bugger!!
Anyway, I'm off to the pool tomorrow morning - must go pack my things now!
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