I am SO frustrated that all I could do tonight was eat the rest of the gluten-free blueberry pie (I swear, that last piece looked so lonely in my fridge), drink a glass of wine and watch Confessions of a Shopaholic. (as a sidenote, that movie is terrible!)
It seems I’ve seriously tweaked my foot. Was it last week’s 200 miles of cyclint? (I blame my fancy Italian Sidi cycling shoes) Or was Tuesday’s run that I did in an old pair of shoes that caused the tweak? Or maybe a combo of the two? It’s hard to tell. In any case, the arch of my foot is tender. It feels better than it did on Tuesday night and I’m hopeful that it is just a minor twinge. . . but still it is annoying, scary and frustrating. Nothing unhinges me quite like not being able to run. Frankly I’m not sure how long I can take this no-running business!