When good ankles go bad...

As Sharyn and Simona have managed to get the practise of Not-Studying-By-Blogging down to a fine art I feel that it is time I did the same. I'm not very good at it just yet but here goes...

I'm going to procrastinate by tell you a story about Priscilla. Now most of you know My Fountain of Rugby Knowledge but what you don't know about her is that she runs. Runs most days. Runs like 10kms a day. I think she's mad but she says she's training for a marathon so I have to be impressed. Anyways a couple of weeks back she sprained her ankle (I had to spell check ankle. It looks funny) when she was running. She had to limp back to her car in the dark. So for a week or so she limped around on her sprained ankle and went to the physio and all that but it still didn't get better. Then one day it swelled up to 3 times it's normal size. So being a little worried she went to the doctors...an afternoon at the doctors and an x-ray later she finds out that she hasn't actually sprained her ankle but broken it. Yip she'd walked around on it, ran on it a couple of times and biked on it (Yes she bikes too...something about a triathalon after the marathon) when it was not sprained but broken. So now she's on crutches but no plaster (she's been ripped off...broken limbs need plasters to look impressive). The marathon was last weekend and so she didn't get to go in it. So that's my story. She thought she'd sprained her ankle but actually it was broken. Didn't she do well!