My Obstacle Racing Career Is Over

I mentioned in my last post - my report/review of the Monster Dash Haunted Obstacle Course 5K - that I landed wrong coming off of the very first obstacle. But I kept running (for 3 miles) and nothing bothered me, so I didn't think much of it. Until later in the day, when my right ankle felt more sore than anything else. I wanted to go for a run this morning, but between sleeping in and making omelets and hosing down our muddy shoes, I didn't get a chance to get out for a run before the business of the day commenced: going to the pumpkin farm.

the lady knows what she wants

The Sailor with our niece

My pumpkin picking a pumpkin (gag, sorry)

So yeah, despite a sore ankle and an occasional slight limp, we spent the afternoon walking around the pumpkin farm. It wasn't until we were walking back to our car - across a vast parking lot, carrying large and heavy pumpkins - that my ankle started to really bother me.

When I got home, I took off my boots and socks and sure enough, my right ankle was noticeably swollen. Luckily, I live with my own personal nurse (you may recall from a previous post that we live with my parents - my mom is an RN) so she took one look at my ankle, said I probably sprained it, and wrapped it in an ace bandage. She also told me no running, but things like yoga and swimming are fine.

Forgot to take a picture before she wrapped it, and I'm not about to unwrap
the work that 37 years of nursing and a masters degree prepared her for.

My own personal prescription - no more obstacle races. Sure, the Monster Dash was fun, but it's sidelining me from what's really fun - running. But at least we recently rejoined a gym with a pretty sweet pool. Time to get reacquainted with until I no longer have a cankle.