Slowing down

So, I thought it was quite pointless but went to the doctor in the end yesterday about my toe. She confirmed for me that there is nothing to be done for a broken toe, also “doesn’t believe in irradiating yourself for nothing”, since it makes no difference to management, and that I should just stay off it and just be “governed by the pain”. Apparently you stay off a broken toe for four weeks (in terms of running “off”) and she reckons I won’t be running on mine for at least a week (but it’s possible it’s just dinged up and not broken, so we shall see). I’ll be climbing the walls! It’s the silliest little thing, but so frustrating in terms of getting about. Perhaps it’s good for me. When my Mum was down visiting I realised how quickly I can get about normally, because she is a lot shorter than me, doesn’t exercise a lot, and seemed to fall behind every time we were walking somewhere (I rely on walking about a lot where I live, because there’s nowhere to park your car even if you do drive, and I don’t really think about how are some things are) and I had to slow up and wait, which tried my patience occasionally. Now I’m really slow.