So I went for a jog today.
Not my whole foot though, just my pinkie toe, and who needs a pinkie toe anyway. For those of you curious as to how I (potentially) broke my pinkie toe, I will tell you.
I was bringing laundry to our laundry room, and stepped on a golf ball. I think it was Mandy's golf ball so I am blaming her. She is always leaving her golf balls all over the place. Anyway, my foot rolled forward and under the golf ball, while my knee buckled and I fell backwards. I really should be happy I didn't rip up my knee, since the way I fell could easily have lead to a torn ACL. Well, while most of my toes rolled under the golf ball I am fairly certain my pinkie toe decided to go the other way.
I am hoping it is either sprained or dislocated. Since I refuse to go to the doctor for a hurt pinkie toe, I will never know.
For those of you that overlooked it earlier in the blog. I went for a jog today That's right I am officially back on the exercise band waggon. My toe actually hurts more when I walk (it hurts with every step I take) than it does when I run on it. So that's wierd.
Also, our company weight loss program is over. I ended at 217 and 24% body fat. That is a loss of 18 pounds and 4% body fat. Which while it isn't what I wanted to do, is respectable. More importantly puts me on a path to being physically fit. Which is something I haven't been in a long time.
40 is not the new anything.
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