After speaking with my almost-a-doctor sister on GChat and she consulted her almost-a-doctor friend, I took her advise. No lifting. No bike. No core.
My work out yesterday included eating peanut butter M&M and watching Beasts of the Southern Wild.
Shockingly my ankle feels better this morning.
But I am already a bit stir crazy.
Over the past three-ish years I have run all the time. I used to brush-off those people who complained about being side-lined due to injury as mental cases. But now I am one of those mental cases.
I saw three people finishing up their morning runs as I went to work and I was jealous. Holding out hope to be able to run on Saturday and Sunday...but we will see.