Saturday, February 23, 2008

Crippled

On Wednesday I went to PT (Physical Training) for ROTC. We are training for summer leadership camp at Ft. Lewis, Washington. Part of our training is to lead the PT session in stretches and drill movements. (The Army complicates everything) Anyway, the guy that was supposed to do it didn't show up, so I volunteered to do it.





Anyway, a the beginning I was having the soldiers jog in place, which we do before stretching. While I was jogging in place, I stepped half way on the pavement and half way on the grass, and rolled my ankle. I of course finished the PT session. It's a lot like taking a puck off the ankle, which I have done, the minute you take your skate off, it's not going back on.

I've now been hobbling around for the last few days, just hoping that the swelling goes down.
We're supposed to be taking a PT test next week, which involves push-ups, sit-ups, and a 2-mile run. I hate running, and this gives me an excuse not to. I don't need excuses not to run, I need excuses to run.

Oh, and Michael wanted a picture of his foot taken too, so here it is.