Ouch My Toe!

I did it! I missed a kick to the ball, trying to take it away from an opposing male player on my over 30's team and I ended up kicking the guy in the ankle and he missed the shot. I knew it hurt when I did it but I had to finish playing the game, it didn't hurt that much at the time, really. Well it looks like, I broke my toe...at least he did not score! I'll keep telling myself that for the next 6 weeks while I let it rest.
Oh, man! I don't know what it is about competitive sports especially soccer for me, but sometimes I just have to give it my all even if it means sacrificing my body for it. I have to preface this with the fact that I also keep forgetting that I am not 26 anymore, nor am I 30 anymore or 35 for that matter. Eeeek! But my old instincts get the best of me. I have a nice set of bruises on my left thigh and a small cut with minor bruising on the bridge of my nose from two other games I played this past week. I stopped a very hard shot in an indoor game (my thigh) and took a ball to the face in this past Saturdays outdoor game, (stopped that one to). Hubby Glenn says, "Honey you are now more bruised then tan...people are going to think that I beat on you or something...(jokingly)...tell them your boyfriend did it!" Due to my lack of ability to control my physical need for pain and taking one, two, or three for the team, I have now taken myself out of playing soccer for at least 6 weeks. Great job, Missy! I am so mad at myself, I am I really that masochistic? I guess it is a good lesson for me. Slow down, do not get so intense. My children sometimes have to learn the hard way... maybe that is where they get it from. I have an appointment with the foot doctor on Friday to look at my toe and will know for sure if it is "broken" but in the mean time I have to figure out how to modify my workouts to maneuver around an injury. Ouch my toe, it hurts!