Instead, I resolved that I would hobble on, and see how far I could make it. If it was really that bad I could hobble back on myself the next day. That way, even if I wound up moving backwards, at least I had tried to move forwards first. That seemed about as good a philosophy as any for life, let alone ankle injuries. I tested out the newly supported ankle-like structure and found it to be pretty solid. Possibly a little too solid and I couldn’t be entirely sure that my toes were getting any blood at all. Still, that ankle was going nowhere, and what was a little loss in circulation if I
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