Friday, August 15, 2008

Because shin splints would be too normal

You'll never hear me claim to be in super good shape. I do make random attempts, in even more random intervals, to get in better shape, but it seems like just when I get in the swing of a routine, something happens. Geez...I hope the comma police don't come after me for that sentence.

We do belong to a gym. It is great. It is close to home. It has three levels of all sorts of equipment. It has nice people. It has other mommy flab syndrome sufferers. It has a smoothie bar. And best of all, it has KidsClub. KidsClub is just a cute way of saying, "We'll take care of the chillins while you go sweat it out." Or while you take an extended rest on the bicycle in front of HGTV. Whatever works. Who said the "cool down" period is only 5 minutes?

Once Jade was old enough, we really did get into the swing of going to the club. Jerry and I viewed our visits as "mini-dates" in a strange way. I could yap his head off while we did cardio next to each other. Soon he discovered Fox News and got headphones though. That's okay. I wasn't offended. Really.

We're too cheap for cable around here, and while news shows aren't my thing, I decided to reconnect with MTV. Wow. No wonder my dad got rid of that channel when we were kids.

Our routine was working perfectly. Something had to throw it off. Sadly that event happened back in late May. So, for the past little while, Lily hasn't been able to go to KidsClub. Our mini dates have stopped. Jerry also changed jobs, became super disciplined, and leaves the house at 5AM to work out every day. Which translates to: Jerry is no longer my workout buddy. Sniff.

Lily has recently been released from the doctor, but before heading back to the club I decided to hit the pavement. Completely out of the blue...random I tell you...I decided last week to grab my cell phone and take a walk in the late evening. I did a fast paced walk three nights in a row. And more importantly, my sister and I got some serious phone time in.

Cell phones equate safety, right? I probably wouldn't have noticed anyone approaching me for all the yapping, but at least Kelly could have reported where I was.

Do you notice a trend here? Apparently I cannot exercise my body without also exercising my mouth. Don't get jealous over my nice jawline.

The morning after the 3rd late night, fast paced, talking storm of a walk, there was a problem. As I descended the stairs on a quick jaunt to make the java before retrieving the chillins, my ankle just didn't work right. It didn't want to stretch, or point, or flex, or whatever else it had to do to make it down the stairs.

Painful. The only way I can describe it is that it feels like a shin splint, but in the ankle. Ankle splint? According to Google that is only something you can buy to wear, not a condition of the ankle. Hello Google, I have the first ankle splint ever. And it hurts.

I guess since my mouth is already warmed up for exercise, I never thought I really needed to warm up my ankles for a stinkin' walk. It's just a walk. Not like I'm training for marathons over here.

Jerry even offered to massage the pain away. It was too painful. I do not turn down foot massages. But I flinched every time he even went near my ankle. I am such a wimp.

Has anyone else experienced this? I need a remedy. Quick.

It is affecting my life in all areas.

Like sleep. I have done the mid-night stretch and point thing a couple of times. Only twice to be exact. Ouch. How my "injury" escaped my mind at 3AM is beyond me.

Then tonight we met for the quick $1.50 hot dog/coke dinner at Costco. We were a mess. Just picture ketchup on faces, Lily riding in the baby stroller (they don't have high chairs so we brought it for Jade...after all she is the BABY, but LILY wanted in it...go figure), Jade wanting to be carried, Jade being carried, and one of us pushing a big honkin' cart around with one lonely box of baby wipes in it.

By the time we got to the van I could tell it wasn't going to be a fun ride home.

Then I remembered. We met there. Jerry's car was there. I had a key to said car. So, I did the only thing that made sense. I let Jerry have some quality bonding time with the girls in the van while I opted to ride home solo in the Honda.

I pretended that Jerry was rolling his eyes at someone else and went to find the car. I hopped in, turned the radio OFF, and got ready to back out. Then I remembered. The clutch. The clutch that required me to extend, point, flex, and move my ankle in ways that it didn't want to be moved.

I thought, briefly thought, about calling Jerry and aborting my plan. But the silence. Oh the silence. I'm a sucker for silence. So, after contemplating driving in second gear all the way home, I painfully got through it.

I'm thinking about creating a Wikipedia page dedicated to ankle splints...the condition...not the product. Do you think I have a case?


Rachelle said...

"Don't get jealous over my nice jawline."


And yes you are welcome to come to PA!

Sarah@Life in the Parsonage said...

Ummm, I love this post for so many reasons I can't even remember all of them!

I totally make my husband drive the van (full of children) home whenever I meet him after he gets off work. I'm kind like that.

And, I too cannot work out without talking! My running partner and I talk constantly...we'd probably run farther if we didn't...but why?!?

Wish we lived closer...we could be gym buddies :)

Jennifer @ Taking My Time said...

I wish a had advice for the ankle, sorry...

I'm also sad for you that you lost your workout buddy. It seems like only men can go to the gym at 5 am! Not that I'm jealous, I still have four hours of sleep to get in after five!

Which is why I share in the mommy flab!!

mamajil said...

I love this post!!
I am so sorry you are suffering with ankle splints....sounds painful and so what if the "google" hasn't ever heard of it....mark it up as a "google glitch"!!!

I too love to gab and exercise....Okay really I love to gab more than I do the whole exercise thing!

Thanks for visiting my blog!!
Have a great Friday!

Marci @Finding Joy in the Journey said...

Hope you ankle feels better! I too would opt for pain to get the wonderful reward of silence! My husband drives a pick up that will not fit all three kids and he knows I hate to drive it...I think this is intentional on his part!

Rhea said...

Ok, you're funny. I'm cracking up you have to talk and exercise at the same time.

Ankle splints, huh? lol Sure....

I'm glad Lily's ok now and her arm's all healed. We've had lots of broken bones here, and they're not fun.

My2Gs said...

Happy Birthday Kerry! :)

Jackie @ Our Moments Our Memories said...

Ankle splints ARE a real thing. No matter what silly Google thinks. I think I have one too...I was supposed to start the Couch to 5K program last week, and my ankle was killing me. So I put it off. It's a little better now so I guess I have no excuse.

Jerry goes at 5 a.m.? That is some serious dedication. I can't imagine ever wanting to do that...good for him!

Kerry said...

Wow...I have somewhat of the same pains in my ankle as well. Let me know if you figure out what it really is! Mine comes and goes though.

Thanks for stopping by my blog...I wanted to check out yours as well. Your kids are adorable! I must agree...I too have met very few women with our named spelled our way! Very cool!

Nichole and Scott said...

I found your blog through my friends, "Day By Day." I love your title and the quote below it. I also enjoyed this post. You have a hilarious sense of humor. I wish I could walk with you. I'm a listener not a talker so I think we'd make a good walking pair. Also, sorry about the ankle splint. I totally believe in it even if medical science doesn't. What do they know anyway?!

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