What I’ve been doing . . .

I have not run since my last 23 mile mountain run this past Saturday.  So, what have I been doing?  Before I start, let me say that I have received a TREMENDOUS outpour of good wishes, advice and prayers.  I can’t tell you how fortunate this has made me feel.  Alma from The Average woman’s Running Blog has e-mailed me wonderful advice on how to treat my Plantar Fasciitis.  My running friend Michael gave me some KT tape that really wraps my foot well.  My sister-in-law, a nurse who has also suffered from Plantar Fasciitis gave me some great practical advice.  Many, many runners, too many to name, have given me so much knowledge on the topic.  With two weeks remaining until Twin Peaks, you can bet that I’m taking it all.

To recap, what started with what I thought was a broken foot or stress fracture, ended up being Plantar Fasciitis.  I have not suffered from this before.  Quite frankly, I have been humbled after two plus years injury free.  I sincerely thought the mid-foot strike was the prevention for everything.  WRONG.  I also ignored the signs, which is better left for a later post. (Looking back, it is all so obvious now).

For now, what the heck have I been doing with myself since I’m not running?

Well, I’ll tell ya – it’s not all good.  But I am rested . . . definitely rested.

I wake early, do laundry, wash dishes, pack three lunches, make three breakfasts for our boys.  Then I get them off to their schools (different schools, different times).  I’m home by about 8:45 and I promptly nap until about 12:30.  NO KIDDING.  This is my life right now. 

I may run a few errands before getting the boys home from school.  I ice my foot.  I roll with a tennis ball; I stretch.  Then about 2:30, I promptly nap until I have to pick up the eldest.  Then I return home and nap again until it’s time to start cooking dinner.. 

After dinner, I finish up the laundry.  And I do some ab work.  I lift some weights (upper body), I do floor exercises, sit up against the wall (without a chair) for two minutes, plank for a while.  I ice some more, stretch, re-tape for bedtime.  Then I drink wine and read until it’s time for bed (around 10 PM). 

Such is my life right now.  And I’m not feeling particularly joyful about it.  But I have a wonderful family.  And I’ve had such a great outpouring of concern, I can’t help but feel lucky. 

Thanks to all!