As it turned out, it wasn't a great run for many people in my running club and several of them ended up cutting it short as well. I think the fact that we're getting toward the end of training means that not only are injuries starting to crop up, but also, it IS tough to run long distances week after week, and sometimes it just gets to you, mentally.
After we came in from the run, I noticed that my ankle was pretty swollen and popped some Motrin to help with the inflammation, plus Coach Will, who must have been a Boy Scout at one time because he is always prepared, handed me an ice pack. I sat down with that on my ankle, and then? I knitted. Yes, I'll admit, that was a weird thing to do at that moment, but Friday night I got stuck on the the sweater I've been knitting, so I brought it, hoping that my knitting/runner friend Cary would be there and have time to help me. She was, she did, and got me back on track! By the time I finished the two confusing rows, the swelling in my ankle had already gone down quite a bit. Immediately icing it was wonderful and I really appreciate Coach Will sharing his ice pack stash.
I tried to run again yesterday, but it started bothering me within the first half mile, so I stopped and spent the day off of my feet, icing the ankle, and popping Motrin. The good news is that I got a lot of knitting done!
I have an appointment with my orthopedist later on this morning - originally I made it to see what was going on with the top of my left foot, but I'll mention the ankle pain and have him check that out as well...good timing for the appointment, definitely. I'm trying to stay calm about this - I really think it's just a temporary issue brought on by the new shoes, which is such a bone-headed, rookie mistake, and I can't believe I did this to myself. Grrrrr.