|you'd never guess i had such pudgy feet, would you?|
I think I fractured my toe 10 days ago. I was Stand up paddleboarding in Puerto rico. Trying to get out through the surf I lost my balance as a wave crashed on the board and hopped off into what I’d assumed was deep water. Unfortunately, this particular break was a reef break and I jumped into inches, not feet, of water.
The day after the accident my toe was slightly swollen and black and blue along its entire length. Although I could still bend it slightly, doing so was pretty painful. And although I was on vacation, I still wanted to be active, and had planned on doing a short hard run every other day (the hills from our vacation rental in Rincon were short, steep, and perfect for my style of training!). I figured I’d give it a go.
The downhill was very painful (slap, slap) and the uphill moderately so. Luckily, the whole episode only lasted about 15 minutes. By the time it got uncomfortable enough that I started feeling pretty stupid - you know, the point where the ‘hey, running with a fractured toe might not be a great idea’ realization hits – I only had about 5 minutes to go. And feeling stupid for five minutes is ok by me.
So despite my injury, I managed to maintain my efforts during my Caribbean stay. Although I suppose it may take me a little longer to heal, I’m not worried either. Seems like I’ll be easily able to train right through this minor detail in a way I doubt I’d be able to were I feeling the need to log 40 miles a week or something. Sweet.