Whilst on holiday in Lagos, Portugal over the weekend I stupidly jumped of something and misjudged the distance and landed on my right heel. The pressure fractured the base of my fibula and caused a lot of swelling.
Not wanting to ruin the holiday for myself or my friends I soldiered on with a set of crutches my friend bought from a local pharmacy and treated it like a sprain. When I got back to London I figured it would be wise to get an x-ray to make sure nothing was seriously wrong and get an estimate to how long before I can start punishing it with leg exercises again. The results weren't great but I am yet to have it looked at by a professional, so for the next 6 days I have it in a plaster cast.
I am already dreading the regression of my strength and fitness so am trying to come up with a routine I can do at home that I will share soon. For now, some pictures of my leg.
The night after
Five days after
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