Oh, Just Put On Your Big Girl Panties!
|this is not my leg, you can't|
see my toes sticking out. :)
Today I went to WalMart, and yes, I was wearing my boot. I decided to use the trip like a workout even though I couldn't do speed grocery. (a version of speed golf taken from the movie HouseGuest with Sinbad & Phil Hartman. Very funny!) So many people wanted to know if I wanted one of those little scooters. That is a resounding no. I was going to hobble around the store, leaning heavily on the cart, and get my shopping done.
I only had a handful of things to get, but they were scattered all over the store. About halfway into the journey I really wanted a scooter. This is partially because I was looking at this precious little boy who was trying to fit keys in the different lock boxes to see if he could open one. I wasn't watching where I was stepping & stepped on the wheel as I was pushing the cart. Dork. I think I ripped my muscle a little more. Nice. I thought I was going to throw up. Needless to say, I was more careful to watch where I stepped.
I think I ended up doing two complete circles around WalMart. Just shopping I could feel my heart rate getting up. It's going to be a booger when I can start exercising at 100% again. I think I'm going to take some Advil & go prop my leg up, my calf is killing me. But I need to take the same medicine I would give my children in this situation...put on my big girl panties and deal with it! For some reason, it doesn't taste as good going down as dishing it out. :)