Rest, ice, compression, elevation

Today's post about caps for little heads is at Toxophily.

While running with Archer at school this morning, I stepped on an uneven piece of pavement and went down, turning my ankle. Now I'm at home with a mild sprain.

I know it's mild because the last time I sprained my ankle, I couldn't keep food down because of the pain. This is nothing like that. I'm stiff and sore, my ankle has a robin's egg-sized lump on it, but I can limp along slowly with nary a grimace. A few days of hobbling around, a few weeks of taking it easy, and I'll be back running -- more carefully -- in no time.