Running=pain

So I decided that I need to lose some weight...for a couple of reasons really...1. It's way easier to talk women into coming home with you if you have a 6 pack and not a full barrel. 2. It is better for your health to be in shape. 3. This could very well be the last Spring Break I don't feel weird about attending(refer to 1). 4. I have too many clothes I cannot wear at this point. 5. I have a month of fun for the holidays back home and meeting people from highschool at a mini reunion(refer to 1).

Anyhow, I went out to meet a friend for dinner and on the way picked up some supplies. Some new running shoes, an ankle brace, and 100 pills containing Naproxen. Came home after a light dinner and took a few of those pills down, strapped up the ankle brace, laced my shoes...Did a little limbering up...and BAM! I am off and running.

Started my warm-up in the park across the street from me, just a little jog to see how it feels. Feels okay, not too bad. Time to step it up then. I made my way out of the park onto a beautiful tree lined street, after about 2 blocks my lungs start filling with cold humid air, almost refreshing. Two more blocks and I start getting that runners high, my legs don't hurt, my breathing is methodical and keeping pace with every few strides. I start to remember how much I enjoy running. So I am now about 4 blocks away from my house thinking "hey I feel good, instead of turning around I should take a left and make it a few blocks down before I head back. Block five, bad idea. My lungs are burning but it is nice to feel that again, what isn't so nice is the extreme pain in my lower left extremity. So this is what it feels like to carry 25-30 extra pounds on an ankle that has put back together like a cheap jigsaw puzzle that the parts don't fit right. Not good.

I made my way back home stopping to walk on ground that was uneven that I couldn't see in the dark but determined to run all that I could. I even did a lap around the park...why? Maybe I enjoy the pain, maybe I am too stubborn to believe that I have limitations.

The aftermath of this is, me, sitting on my couch with my leg up in air to try and knock down the swelling, calling my Dad to ask him how many pills are safe to take in a day, withering in pain. Sadly, I am still planning on running tomorrow. Anyone know a physician with loose prescription policies?