Ok, not exactly attacked. My 8 year old was pushing an empty shopping cart behind me while the hubby & oldest child were in front of me. I didn't stop or anything but I guess she wasn't paying attention & pushed the cart into the back of my leg. The pain was massive & instant. I didn't go down but I let out big, loud "Fffffffff", quickly closing my mouth to keep the "uck" from escaping. The tears were instant also, as was the hobbling. Never the less, I thought I could walk it off. Until a few minutes later there was a sharp pain & an "Ouch! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" Followed by more extreme hobbling out of the store coupled with constant silent tears.
The hubby & kids went to the check out line while I continued to hobble my way to the front door. I had to stop at the front of the store to stretch, stop in front of the store to stretch & stop across the street to stretch before I could make it to the van. Countless people stopped asking if I needed help. I didn't. I was just in pain & very, very angry. No, not angry at my 8 year old. It was truly an accident after all. I was just ANGRY!
We went to Culver's for lunch & then went to Target because I wanted to snag a deeply discounted gym bag. My friend Twyla had told me they a bunch of workout equipment on clearance. We went & I didn't have much pain at all. This was my Target Haul!
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| Target Clearance Haul |
We scored $118 of workout equipment & paraphernalia for a total of $38! I got a nice big PUMA gym bag, yoga capris, wrist sweat bands, Reebok lateral resistor, a Giam elastic double headband & an adjustable ankle brace.
We headed home with full bellies & our loot. Then we had to head out again for groceries. We were there for almost 2 hours & my leg was bugging me again, not to the point of needing to be stretched, but I HAD to get off of it. We got home & I went straight to bed, grabbing a pair of ice packs & a towel on my way there. I sat there watching the season premiere of Grey's Anatomy with my foot propped up on pillows, contemplating how I could still get to the gym for upper body work.
The 8 year old came in with a get well card she'd made for me & very tearful "I'm sorry". Again, as I had many times throughout the day, repeated that I wasn't mad at her because I knew it was an accident. I KNOW it was. She curled up in bed with my propped up foot & I as we just talked about whatever she wanted to talk about. Then she brought up my foot. She told me she was worried that I had a major injury & she didn't want that because I was working so hard at losing weight. I had her feel both of my Achilles, one has a bump you can feel but not see. The other is smooth as can be. Then she started crying...again. I was in "Mom Mode" & I told her I hope it isn't anything major either. No matter what, I wasn't going to give up & I'd get to the gym as soon as I could, even if I could only work on my arms for awhile. I told her we won't really know much of anything until I get up Monday morning & that I needed to stay in bed Sunday. I had to keep ice on my foot & keep my foot on pillows. Then we hugged & she went off to bed.
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| Isn't she lovely? |
I'm hoping for the best because I REALLY don't like this sitting around crap.
Meanwhile, I'm trying to decide if I go ahead & meet up with my trainer tomorrow as scheduled & tell her what happened? Do I reschedule for next Monday & THEN tell what happened & stay out of the gym completely until then? I just don't think I'll know until Monday morning. One thing at a time...right?
All I know that I'm a little bit down, I'm pissed off & I'm honestly...kind of worried.
The October 5K is definitely out. I'm hoping the Hot Chocolate Run in December isn't out as well because I've working toward this run for over a year now. I'm incredibly frustrated & disappointed at the moment!










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