I haven't run since Monday and if this keeps up someone is liable to be hurt. Running is my form of stress relief and well, the gunk inside is building up and, frankly, I'm getting bitchier by the hour.

I feel like I should wear a sign: "Beware: Runner May Bite!"

Why is it that when you're injured you notice that everyone else seems to be out for a run. I passed by two runners and a group of running teens on my way to work this morning -- each time seething inside with jealousy and stifling the urge to swerve at them. How dare they run when I am hobbled so? boo...hiss...

A medical-savvy friend told me last night that I needed to take at least 600 mg of Ibuprofen for it to, in her words, "even touch" any swelling that may be going on. It did seem to help.

Now...if only it could stop my inner bitch from swelling.