To recap the weekend, Saturday I did nothing. Not completely ashamed of it, because downtime and decompression is a good way to balance out a routine 9-5 weekday. Sunday (yesterday), I took advantage of the clear weather by hiking up Mission Peak with my boy Blue. 3 Sundays ago, I sprained my left ankle to depths of the Earth’s core and back. I could swear my ankle rolled so far it actually touched the ground. This took nearly 3 weeks to recover, since it ended up being quite a severe sprain. Having to limp to work and then school the very next day was horrendous. And no, I didn’t bother with crutches because I am a boss. <\/p>\n
I wouldn’t doubt if I ruptured a ligament, because a week into the sprain, dark bruising started appearing on both sides of my foot. Anyway, I’m not here to talk about an utterly retarded sprain (because it happened literally out of no where)… back to yesterday. In the afternoon, I woke my dog up from his nap and drove over to Mission Peak. This is how awesome a dog is to have… imagine trying to wake up a human companion from a nap and then go hike a 2500ft peak immediately after. <\/p>\n