Posted on November 6, 2012
Ain’t no shame in walking
So last night I got up in the middle of the night and when I stood up I felt a pop in my right arch. Then throbbing pain set in. The plantar facsiitis punk came back. Dang.
I went back to bed and it eventually stopped hurting completely.
Woke up feeling back to normal, actually I forgot it happened. Well, until I started running on the trail a few hours later.
It didn’t hurt per se, it was just there. If that makes any sense. So my 5 mile run turned into a 2 and a half mile run. I walked the rest of the way back to my car. Why is this so dang hard? Ha! I could have totally pushed through it, but knew it wasn’t worth it.
At first I was pretty bummed, then I started putting things in perspective. I’m still not 100%, I’m slowly increasing my mileage, therefore stressing the PF & tendons more and it will heal. Sometimes I surprise myself with my smartness.
I felt much better as I talked myself into taking it easy now and not paying for it later. But, only I would injure myself simply stepping out of bed. Ha!
It’s cool, I’ll bounce back again!
I took the rest of the day pretty easy. I dropped off our ballots and did a quick trip to Trader Joe’s.
If you follow me on Twitter or Instagram, then you already know I voted for Roseanne Barr.
Only half of that is true.
Check out this little house. I admire it all the time while I’m walking Bam. I don’t know what style it is, but I think it is so adorable.
Tell me something positive!
Ever been injured?