Ouch

Yesterday I lead the walk for the Ramblers to cover for Jo who was unable to lead the walk.

It was a small group, only 10 of us, but it was a very nice walk and we were lucky with the weather.

About a minute before getting back to the car park where we started the walk I tripped and twisted my ankle quite badly (I heard something crack but I assumed it was a stick or twig which had tripped me) but it wasn't hurting too badly so I decided to walk it off by climbing the hill in front of me instead of sitting down for a few minutes to let the ankle recover..

In hindsight that was a mistake, the climb was steep putting a lot of pressure on on the joint which in turn became more painful with every step. I reached the top of the hill, lent against a wall to take the weight of the foot and promptly fainted, apparently I was out for about 20 seconds, I woke up with gravel in my mouth and I nice big cut on my chin.

It's been about 18 hours since I tripped and my ankle is still painful, especially when going down stairs, although it is much more bearable on flat surfaces now. If it still hurts by the time I finish work tonight, I'll head to Addenbrookes to get it checked out.

I reckon Jo owes me way more than a J20 for leading that walk now, I should get danger money.