This is my wonderful boy giving me a kiss at the end of our run today.
I’ve been doing my “long runs” on Saturdays instead of Sundays for a few weeks. And normally Archer and Chakotay wouldn’t be a part of that.
But after feeling really good about a 6.5 mile run I did Thursday? I woke up in the night in AGONIZING Achilles pain.
The pain was so bad that I could barely walk Friday morning.
So after WEEKS of physical therapy last fall, and religiously stretching, foam rolling and using the electrical stimulation EVERY MOTHER FUCKING NIGHT – I’m right back to where I was.
I cannot tell you how incredibly discouraged I am.
So this morning the pain was less after not running but just walking a few miles yesterday so I decided to take the boys out to do some run walk intervals.
And it felt okay. After lunch we went to a local village which was having it’s village wide rummage sales and walked around and then stopped at Walmart to do some shopping and we just finished a yoga session. And I’m walking without too much pain.
So we’ll see what happens after I rest it for a while tonight and see if the rest stiffens it right back up.
I have a 10K race next weekend that I was hoping to do well in. So much for that.
I know there are worse things. And I still am going to go ahead and feel sorry for myself.