Hmm. What an interesting week I have been having. After an adventure-packed hiking holiday during Easter break over the past two weeks, the aftermath began last weekend.
I noticed pain in my foot on Saturday morning, which gradually got worse. Having spent my fortnight off wearing either hiking boots or hiking sandals, my poor feet cried ‘desist!’ yesterday when I forced them into my professional shoes for work.

Aside from climbing Slieve Donard, Northern Ireland’s highest mountain, my son and I hiked for 9k around Lagan Meadows, part of Lagan Valley Nature Reserve, for those unfamiliar with my neck of the woods. Both of these leisure pursuits involved a level of activity that I am unaccustomed to, but I am a stubborn (or maybe deluded) kind of individual, and once I get a notion in my head, it’s hard to steer me away from accomplishing it.
Anyway, after some pretty excruciating pain at work on Monday, I took myself over to hospital for an X-ray. Better to know what’s up, even if not good news, right?

Luckily the bone wasn’t broken – phew! I had a marching fracture back in 2016 that was almost exactly in the same place as my current pain, so I was right to get it checked. Turns out I had tendon damage instead. Not pleasant, but not so serious, and at least I won’t need to wear a boot or use crutches for the next six weeks.

I’m relieved that I’ll be able to continue my newfound interest of hiking; once my tendons have recovered, of course. In the meantime, I have the perfect reason to sit down, rest, and get some serious reading and writing done. No excuses!

Oh dear, sounds like you overdid it. I sympathise, I’d have been the same. At least as you say you’ll still be able to write. Lots of rest nd hope it improves soon. 🙂
Thank you! ❤️ I’m far too impatient for my own good, so when my body tells me to slow down, I tend to ignore it. If only the mind could be separate from the body, lol. 😂