No More Exercise

I went running this morning and stepped off the main road and onto a side road, which had metal grates over the flood ditches.  But I misjudged it and stepped on the metal grate with less than half of my right foot, which flipped that foot and ankle outward somewhere close to 90 degrees.  I still had forward momentum and went down reasonably hard on my left side, creating bloody rashes in at least four places, including my left palm.  I writhed in gravel while managing the hot and cold flashes for a minute until I could stand up and limp the 1.5km home.

These pictures are from 12 hours after the incident, so the swelling was even bigger earlier.  It's been a rough day, except when I got an x-ray and the doctor told me nothing is fractured.