The Break, Explained

I haven't given up on my goal of watching every movie in my collection in alphabetical order.  In fact, I am on to the Bs and have three movies to put a review up for in a few days.  But as I haven't blogged in a couple of weeks, why I haven't I been watching more movies?  Well...




 


That kind of explains it all, right? Truth be told, I am a HUGE Olympics fan and watch as much of it as I possibly can.  Of course, soccer is more of a priority for me than ever now and I have watched a TON of soccer, I am still trying to watch as many sports as I possibly can.  And I am enjoying every single minute of it.  But I'll be back to watching movies sometime next week, I'm sure.

 So what else have I been up to the last couple of weeks?  Well, again, a picture should explain it:

Yeah, I broke my ankle.  Years of playing soccer on a terribly weak and unsteady ankle finally caught up to me while playing soccer a couple of weeks ago.  I never imagined I would do something like this, but I guess I was just testing fate by continuing to play on it.  I initially thought it was just a bad sprain as I practically sprain my ankle every time I play outdoor soccer.  So, like any dumb individual, I continued to play on it for another hour.  It actually started to feel slighter better by the end of the hour, but maybe that was me going into shock.  A couple of days later, it was was actually feeling worse so I decided to get it checked out.  Sure enough, it was broken.  It was pretty devastating, actually.  The first thing I thought of was that Jess and I were two thirds of the way through P90x and I would have to abandon that goal of completing the workout routine.  To come so far in a program that many people quit and have to quit myself was just not acceptable.  Then I also started thinking of my weight loss and how hard it would be while living a sedentary lifestyle for a month, at the minimum.

The first few hours were actually pretty depressing, but I figured I could sit and be depressed over it while accomplishing nothing or I could continue to exercise as best as I could and just know that I was doing all that I possibly could.  A couple of weeks later, I am actually doing pretty well.  I am still getting a decent sweat while I exercise while doing many exercises from a chair.  The pain in my ankle is still there so hopefully that will going away soon.  My only hope now is that when I see the doc in a little over two weeks, we can take this cast off.  I do NOT want to have this thing on any more.  The next step is a walking boot, but that is nothing like a cast.  Fingers crossed!

And to end on a happy note, here are a couple of pics I have taken lately.  Enjoy...