The Pain

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH.  PoP!

That is what happened last night. I decided to go hunt for a few caches on my way home.  It is always fun to just spend time looking for them on the way home.  There was a group of 8-10 that I wanted to grab.  there is a lot of construction along the freeway.  So I was not surprised that I could not find one (behind temp fence for construction).

Most of the ones that I found were on the frontage road by Springville and the bay.  After going there I wonder if they will last long with the freeway expansion. A few of them had markers, and may make it through, but others may vanish in 3-4 months

It was the cache at the end that got me.   Toja7's Son's Back in Black.  I had two that I was going for in the area. I was walking on a slope and the shale I was on started to slide.  With my weight on my downhill foot, the shale stopped sliding and I rolled over  my ankle.  With a loud pop, my foot came to a stop. I gave up on the geocaching, though I did consider looking for it, until the pain stopped me.

I hobbled back to my car.. went home.. crawled in bed and put my foot up. 

Today I can get around, but it is really killing me.  I should have kept it up   However the option to make money made me work.  But I do not feel any better.