Friday evening I went on another run around my neighborhood. It was glorious. I ran better then I had on Wednesday. Even though I'm still not an excellent runner, I felt good when I was done and my endurance was defiantely up.
Then came Saturday.
I woke up Saturday feeling fine. Mr. Berg and I ran a ton of errands and spent a good part of the afternoon in the basement and in the garage cleaning out for our upcoming yard sale this weekend.
I noticed then that my left foot kinda hurt. I didn't think too much of it because I had on super flat, super hard flip flops. I assumed that standing on on them and running up and down steps with them was causing my pain.
Saturday afternoon I tried to squeeze in a workout. 35 minutes of cardio. Nothing fancy.
My foot hurt!
It hurt bad!
Bad enough that while I did finish my workout, it wasn't pretty.
I took some advil after my post workout shower and monitored the situation.
I decided to take Sunday off and just let it rest.
Sunday I noticed a little bit of discomfort but didn't need need any pain mediciation. I also wore flip flops with excellent arch support.
This morning, my foot kinda hurts. Mostly in the arch area. I'm hesitant to workout but at the same time, I'm craving a good burn.
I guess we'll just take it day by day?
So, moral of the story, don't say you don't need your feet. You do infact, need your feet.
Where's the wine?
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