When I got up this morning I was highly motivated and had so much energy. I knew that I would do everything right today. I weighed in this morning and as I already mentioned a few ago, I didn't make it to onederland, but its ok I guess. I also took my measurements because I haven't done that in a long time.
Then I had a great breakfast and did a pilates workout I found on Sparkpeople. For lunch I didn't feel too hungry, so I only grabbed an apple.
It was such a beautiful sunny and warm day. It was the perfect weather to go running. I put on my workout clothes and shoes, took my dog to my favourite trail and started running. I am a slow runner, I probably walk faster than I run, but I enjoy it. I ran for about three minutes and then continued walking because for some reason my endurance on pavement sucks. When I got on 'my' trail, I started running again and it felt great and I kept running and running without feeling exhaustion nor pain in my legs. But it seemed like things were too good to be true because suddenly, I tripped and twisted my ankle. It was so painful and of course, there was noone in sight. I called my dog to me and put him back on the leash and thought about calling someone to pick me up, but as if things weren't bad enough, I didn't have any service. Somehow I had to walk back to the road. The first steps hurt so bad, but then I noticed that walking kinda helped to ease the pain and when I got back to the road, I didn't feel the need to call someone to pick me up. I walked back home and took my shoe off to put some ice on it. My ankle is swolen and it still hurts, so I might not be able to run for a few days.
I am asking myself why do these things always have to happen when you are so motivated?