Two hours up, ten minutes "icing" my ankle. Lather, rinse, and repeat. For as long as I can stand doing that cycle.
I've taken loads of time to do my minimal offering output. I don't know if I can move things along quicker. I can try but...
The ankle is distracting even when I'm at my debatably most comfortable.
Add to the interesting times the fact that I'm lacking good quality time with the QPP and feeling a little lonely because of that.
At least I should have replacement laces for my extant ankle, with Mayhem as the messenger, by Monday evening. No more fretting about the in-package laces coming to pieces because they got shredded by the velcro.
Onwards to what I can do while I can stand doing it.