SimplyComplexJen

I'm angry.

I wasn't even doing anything strenuous. Really.

Last night I hurt and today I'm sore.

I'm angry.

I was playing volleyball and it's just my intermediate co-ed league. Last nights game wasn't anything strenuous, then it happened. I went to serve and I noticed my leg right above my Achilles and below my calf was sore. Then I stepped into my serve and realized it REALLY hurt. It hurt like someone had a lighter up against my leg. We were in our 3rd game, so I decided to ignore it. After all, it couldn't be that serious, right? I just was playing a low-key game.

By then end of the game, my ankle and knee were killing me and the burning feeling was worse. I couldn't wait to get outta there. Of course, I hadn't been to the market yet this weekend, so had to take the little one to get fruits and veggies for the week and her lunch stuff. By time I got home, it really hurt.

Called Dr Boston to get his advice, and he sounded very serious when explaining to me what he thought it was. Got bebe to bed and then propped up my leg with an ice pack, but by this point, it was almost 2.5 hours after it started hurting. Mommy duty doesn't wait.

I'm angry. I'm angry because I don't have a cool, "this is why I'm limping today" story. I'm angry because I'm not going at lunch today to work out. I'm angry because I don't like to slow down for any reason.

I feel like any set back is major at this point. I have less than 5 months until my first triathlon (see ticker to the right). My swimming is just now starting to improve and I had planned to start a tri-training program I found (for a little more structure) and now I am resting when my enthusiasm was on a upswing.

This sucks (and hurts).