I did something stupid recently.
As I mentioned, last week I was in Edinburgh. My family has a bit of an unofficial policy for our vacations. We walk everywhere, and only take taxis if we are going to or from the airport. It doesn’t mean we won’t take public transportation. We took the tube in London, and the Metro in Paris. It can be a little intimidating at first, but we learned how to figure out where we are going, and we do all right. Generally speaking however, we walk everywhere. We walk to the underground, and then from the stop, walk to wherever we want to go. It’s not that we have a technical problem with renting a car or taking taxis occasionally. It is more of a reluctance to spend any extra money on transportation when we could be using that for something else.
So, we were in Edinburgh, walking around fairly early in the day, trying to find the Waters of Leith. It had already been a little bit of searching, since we had missed a turn and walked a little off course. We were heading down a bit of a hill, after finally figuring out how to get where we wanted to be. I took a step, and hit an uneven point in the sidewalk. I came down pretty hard on the side of my foot and ankle. It was quite painful to be honest.
Can you guess the stupid thing I did? Yup, I limped off and kept walking. Not only for the rest of the long day, but all of the next day as well.
I suppose I could have said, ‘hey, that really hurt, I shouldn’t keep walking’, but I couldn’t do that. If I had refused to keep walking around, it would have changed not only my vacation, but my families vacation as well. So I kept going.
After a few blocks the pain seemed to fade, leaving not much more than the ache I had been beginning to feel from walking up and down hills anyway. I figured it was just one of those things. It hurt in the moment, but I was able to walk it off, so everything was going to be fine.
Now, a week later, the side of my foot is in fairly bad pain. It hurts to walk or stand for prolonged period of time. It even hurt laying down last night when the side of my foot was laying against the mattress. It feels like an injury I had about four years ago where I ran a 10k on the side of my foot due to poor form. The doctor at the time said I had bruised the muscle underneath the skin, which was why you couldn’t see anything on the outside. I hadn’t had any idea anything like that was possible, and I’m still not sure how it worked. All I knew for certain was I was informed I would be doing no running for six weeks.
I am continuing to do something stupid at this point, and I haven’t seen a doctor for my foot yet. I know, I know, I know. Not smart. I’m still just kind of in denial at the possibility of a REAL injury. So far I am choosing to rest and soak my foot for a few more days before I call a doctor, hoping I will feel better with a little time.
I know, this might be the reason I have recurring foot pain. If I see a doctor, they might be able to help me and get me back on my feet. But, if I don’t see the doctor, they can’t tell me I am not allowed to run. Denial gives me hope that I might one day get back to who I was, once upon a time. So, I give myself a few more days of hope before I give in and ask for help. It might be something stupid, but sometimes the hope is what I need.
So there is my something stupid for the week. What stupid thing do you do, even when you know better?