And then there was Sunday...

The Sunday of Labor Day weekend started off well enough. I woke up in Fort Collins and was treated to an incredible homemade breakfast by my friends Lisa and JV, watched a cheesy chick flick and then scurried to get ready to drive over to Estes Park for a wedding.

The wedding was held outside at the YMCA of the Rockies Estes Park property. The weather was perfect! The reception was a fun time to mix, mingle and bond with some of my coworkers and the dancing....OH, the dancing!

For those of you who don't know...or have yet to see it, I get a little rambunctious on the dance floor. I LOVE to dance and what better venue than the celebration of a wedding? Unlike clubs, wedding often play music that's a little more my speed. A little Sinatra, some Beach Boys, Niel Diamond, B-52s...what's NOT to love? Everyone is in a good, clean fun kind of mood at a wedding and you expect that there will be some festive moves showing up on the dance floor.

At about 10pm, my friend, Joe, and I decided to try our hand at a little swing dancing to Zoot Suit Riot. Not to boast, but we were getting away with some pretty sweet moves. That is until I twisted my foot and decided to sit out for a while. I took that as my que to turn in for the night and by the next morning...I couldn't walk on my left foot. At all. It took me 20 minutes to even get from my hotel room to the car.

Sometimes RCs don't know when to say "uncle." Instead of driving to the doctor in Estes, I first went and picked up my dog at a friends, drove 2 hours back to Granby, dropped the dog off at home, started a load of laundry and theeeeeeen opted to see what a doctor had to say about my swollen, bruised foot.

Well, folks...this may be the end of my wedding dancing days for a few months. Spiral fracture of the 5th metatarsal!! Oops. Interestingly enough, my doctor told me this injury is actually called the "dancer's fracture." HA! I spent 2 days laid up on my back, icing and elevating, then drove to see a specialist in Golden (fretting about the potential for surgery) who got a kick out of my story. No surgery. No cast. Phew!! I am wearing a walking cast for about another 2 weeks, at which point they'll take another x-ray to see how I'm progressing and hopefully be downgraded to a lot less required support.

It's a fun story. Much more interesting than "I fell down the stairs" or "tripped over the dog."

For those of you concerned about the fall trip. I'm still pulling for a full recovery by then so no need to concern yourself. I have a few great Colorado RC co-leaders lined up as well who can help if needed. I won't be able to hike at the Real Chick's Anniversary hike next weekend as I'm saving myself for the Adventure Getaway, but you'd better believe I'll be there for the post-hike celebration!!

Anyway, it's old news by now...over a week ago...but not a lot has happened in the last week. I'm sure you can imagine how difficult it is for someone who doesn't sit still well to be somewhat immobile for this long. It's maddening!! But I'm taking my recovery seriously.