Connor, Alaina and I went in a bike ride to get the mail from the mailbox. Here at Fort Drum, our mailboxes aren't in front of our houses but in a communal area instead. It is enough of a distance to warrant a nice little "round the block" bike ride. Connor came to a dead stop at the mailboxes directly in front of my bike (where I had Alaina sitting on the back) and my front tire hit his rear tire, Alaina wobbled enough that I lost my balance and the entire bike came crashing down on my left ankle. Aye aye aye. I was certain I had broken it. I couldn't move at all to lift the bike off myself and poor Alaina was strapped to the back of the bike screaming her head off. Luckily, some neighbors heard the screaming, came out and got Alaina up and out of the bike. Connor went and got Ben and I hobbled back to the house. I went about the normal "RICE" routine but when I was giving Alaina a bath that night I felt a pop and started getting really nervous. Off to the ER I went and thankfully, it was just a Level 1 sprain. I suffered through one of those aircast things for a couple days but don't want to worsen the injury so I have been taking it easy.
Diet, yeah, forget that one too. Company visiting, school starting, football (really really messes eating healthy for a loop), among just plain laziness and the excuses are endless on my end.
Slowly getting back on track this week. Went grocery shopping yesterday and my menu is not only planned, but my entire daily food intake is planned for the week. Slowly getting back to the gym as well, taking it a little on the easy side. Time is ticking and the days are just falling away getting closer and closer to the Princess.
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