My physical therapist took a look at my ankle yesterday. I see him every two weeks and since I had complained about it for the past session and the one yesterday, he started poking around. His diagnosis: it’s probably just strained. Not sprained, but strained. I told him I thought it was probably overuse and he agreed it could be.
I am to keep icing it, elevating it, etc. If it isn’t better in another two weeks, I am being sent to the doctor. I took yesterday off from running despite my plan for a long run. I had intended to do six miles either Monday or yesterday, but my ankle + rain on Monday left things a little short and then yesterday was yesterday. Originally, I had planned to do weights today and maybe try the elliptical or bike for cardio with less impact. I decided this morning (after a somewhat painful evening of standing at work last night) that I was taking a full day off from extra activity.
I know this is probably a good idea. Mentally, it’s hard to swallow. I want to do things and it makes me feel so much better to do them. I feel kind of defeated even though I logically know I’m just resting so that I can do more later. Funny how your brain can work against you like that.
On a side note: the other day, I snagged some of those lovely CEP calf sleeves you see in the picture above. My ankle felt pretty rough for a lot of my run on Monday, but man did my legs feel great! I have to say I think I’m a true believer in compression now.