
So after landing and hearing my ankle crunch like a bag o chips under a mattress I rolled down the last few steps and accepted my fate.

HEre I am supermodelposing by the water side with my sexy fat ankle.
Needless to say this fat ankle ment me being gimp on my vacation, missing a soccor game, attending church with a huge fat dinosauritis sized ankle and weeks without being able to go for my sanity runs, and a flat tire on my new mountain bike!! Yes this ankle of fat is nothing but trouble and I am not too happy about my mobolization lacking. Luckily is is getting better but I always have to wrap it and that makes me feel old. And i hate feeling old. Coming to glimpse with your true bodies lack of youth is my least favorite thing to do.
















