My ankles have been sore for the past three days, and I don't know why! I probably need new running shoes. The stress of running might also be exaggerated by all the salty greasy foods I've been eating lately (hello homemade macaroni and cheese in my fridge!), and the fact that my low-heeled black leather Mary-Janes that I wear to work every single day have definitely seen better days and are in need of new heel-tips. Sigh. Why do things have to wear out? Including our bodies. It was depressing to read in the newspaper that scientists now believe that we begin to see effects of old age as early as age 27! Yup. It's all downhill from here, folks. Actually, I don't really care about that. Who cares if I can remember where I put down my glasses. I just want my ankles to stop hurting. So when I got home from work this evening, I went for a quick run, making sure to walk for a long ways afterwards to cool my body down. Then I stretched for about 15 minutes. Then I ran the water in the bathtub until it got really hot, and let my ankles soak for a few minutes, giving them a good massage. Next, I rubbed them with my Absorbine liniment (yes, it's made for horses, but who cares?) and covered them up with my big thick leg-warmers. The liniment really does the trick. Give it a few minutes to kick in and then you feel it burning for a few minutes, then cold and soothing, as the menthol works its magic. E came home and declared "the bathroom stinks!" Well, she's the one who puts vinegar on her hair, so we've both got our quirky home remedies. And my ankles feel wonderful now.
*It's a Decemberists song.