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A Wise Man Once Said…

23 Feb

So, I’ve really sucked big time at blogging lately.  (No, that’s not what the wise man said.  I’ll get to that.)

I mean, I blogged about farts last time.  Granted, it was relevant because I was in spin class, which contributes to my Sweaty Life– the overarching subject of this blog.  But it was still basically a blog about how gross spinfarts are.  Yeesh.  (But thanks for the new vocab word, Kimra!)

My foot is still not good.  I’m still going to physical therapy twice a week.  Still wearing the boot to bed, doing PT exercises at home, wearing supportive shoe inserts, not running, BLAH BLAH BLAHHHHHH.   It’s now been 6 weeks since I ran at all (running for the train notwithstanding.)  It’s been 72 days since I got my PF diagnosis and I cut back severely on my mileage.  Not that I’m counting…

Yeah. I've put this pic up a few times before. I am here to tell you that sleeping in this thing is not fun. I tend to wake up about 3 hours later and take it off because I can't take it any longer.

I’m frustrated that, as I’ve mentioned a few times, the one decent substitute I can find for running is spinning, which costs a damn fortune.  I’m frustrated that I am doing something I enjoy LESS than my favorite, beloved exercise and yet spending much, much more money on it and getting much, much less sleep.  I have been getting up 3-4 days a week at 5 AM in order to catch the 5:30 train to Manhattan and jet on up to 67th and Third Ave for the 6 AM Flywheel class.   Waking up routinely at 5 AM is not what I consider “fun.”  Especially when I know waking up at 5 AM and RUNNING would get a decent amount of mileage in.  But getting to spin requires travel time.  Also, I’ve been getting ready at work in the mornings, which isn’t my favorite.  I recognize that I am definitely lucky that I have showers here, but I’d still much prefer to get ready at home.

Basically, not running (still) sucks.

BUT.  As a wise man once said, “Life ain’t a track meet — it’s a marathon!”

Yeah. The wise man is Ice Cube. And "You Can Do It" is one of my favorite rap songs of all time. Up there with "Juicy."

Whenever I’ve had tough times in the past, I’ve tried to remind myself that life is long (at least, I hope it is!) and that “this thing” (whatever the thing was at the time) is only temporary and will be a blip on the radar some day.  Like, “Oh, haha, remember when that happened?  That sucked!”

For all the other tough times, it’s been mostly true.  And I keep telling myself that the same will hold true for this.  One day (soon?!?!?!?  I hope!!!!!?????) when I’m back to running, I’ll be like, “Oh man, plantar fasciitis is a b*tch!  I dealt with that once!”

Now, I just need to stop reading the injury forum on Runners World, where there is a lot of doom-and-gloom anecdotal info on PF and focus instead on my physical therapist, who says that the only people who don’t recover well are the ones who refuse to stop running.  Everyone is WELL AWARE I am not running, so… as another wise man once said, “the waiting is the hardest part.”

Even though you are pretty fug, I love you a lot, Tom Petty

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