The scene this morning seemed pretty familiar -- dinner with friends (the same ones as before) followed up by too much ice cream, followed by waking up around 4am unable to sleep. But this time I was determined that things would be different (it helped that my stomach was fine). Instead of going upstairs to play on the computer, I rolled out of bed around 5:15, grabbed some clothes and headed out the door. I figured that the best way to avoid injuring one's foot was to stay off the computer and go jogging.
After dropping off some library books, I walked down to the Mall intending to do the roughly five-mile loop that I did most Sundays for a time last Fall before the weather got too cold. During that time, I'd walk about a third, jog a third, then finish up with another walk. I'd intended to pick it back up in the Spring, but somehow I never did. Now that it's ridiculously hot already (it was a sticky 75 while I did my walk this morning!), I suppose I probably won't do this regularly again until this Fall.
Today I was able to do all that I wanted, and more. I was worried that I'd gotten a bit out of shape during the relative inactivity caused by my ankle activity, but I was still able to jog slowly for well over a mile. I was worried about the ankle injury, but as long as I walk (or in this instance jog) without twists and without rolling onto the outside of my injured foot), I do fine. Sadly, being up before dawn wasn't much good scenerywise -- it was a thoroughly gray and overcast morning. Maybe it'll be better the next time I can't sleep.
Note to the non-urban folk: walking alone in the pre-dawn hours didn't give me a moment's pause.