So I had to go for X-rays today. And if I'm trying to find the positives in this situation....at least the wait at the place wasn't long, and it's still not definite that it's a stress fracture.

But all the stuff the doc. had me do didn't work, so I'm getting more and more nervous. The person who reads the X-rays is supposed to call my doctor sometime tomorrow and let him know what's up. But that means I'll probably have to wait until Wed. until I find anything out.

It's so frustrating waiting to see what's wrong. And if it doesn't end up being a stress fracture I'm not really sure what's going to be happen. I'm antsy to be out running, especially with the fairly mild winter we've been having.

I found myself running pointless errands today just to get myself out of the house.

I guess for now I'm just stuck crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.