I never intended for this blog to turn into a catalog of my physical woes, but here we are. Today I am going to whine about my feet.
Right foot, known as “Brokey” is feeling surprisingly good. I can sometimes still feel twinges of pain at the break site but whatever. As long as everything stays stuck together I’m all right over there. The shape of my foot changed, which is hella irritating, but short of breaking it again, I have to learn to live with that.
Left foot, known as “Asshole Jackass Foot” managed to get plantar fasciitis. Which… yay? No. It sucks. I think it’s my own fault, actually, which makes it doubly annoying (but bonus points for being the only thing that IS my own fault). Rest, Ice, Massage. Seems to be working well.
Still haven’t been out for a run. It’s going to be 80 degrees today so I really really have no excuse. I’m afraid, still. I do okay walking, even long distances, but I haven’t really RUN anywhere. Ugh.
But! I will have to get over it at some point, because New Jersey finally has a Color Run, which is only 5K and I really want to do it. It’s at the end of August, which gives me a good 18 weeks (actually 20, but vacation and recovery from same will take some time). I can run a 5K in 18 weeks, damn. And I mean RUN.
Oh, look. I have a goal.