Stopped in my tracks

Disaster has struck. I injured my left foot last Thursday.

I ran for an hour, it was a nice run, I didn't get any stitches, it was all fine. And then, an hour later, I started to feel a sharp pain on the outer region of the foot.

By the time I finished dinner, I was seriously limping around.

Six days, much rest and an ankle guard later (yes, the pain spread), I went to see the doctor. And he has insisted that I will risk further injury to an already strained foot, especially if I stopped now and then went out to do 21km.

Ray of course is adamant that I not run; I'd thought that Marathon Man Martin would say just do it, but sigh, even he said to write it off and come back stronger.

So............................

I've emailed the organiser to defer my place (hopefully not too late), and start looking out for year-end HMs. Maybe I will recover in time.

Just feel very frustrated! It's been my only real goal for the year, and I've been gaining real momentum, feeling good about my small progress, actually looking to it despite the butterflies and trepidation, then this.

Please wish me a speedy recovery.