Plantar Fasciitis Persist

Back on May 21 I said that I would run another 5.5 miles on the following day to see how my treatment of the plantar fascia is going. Well, not so good. I did run the course on that Tuesday morning and wisely decided to forgo any additional running for a while. In fact, I've decided to exit running for two weeks. "Dag nab it" Two whole weeks?!? What to do, what to do. I've got it. I'll go to the fitness center in my neighborhood and do 45-50 minutes of the dreaded, boring elliptical machine every day. Talk about a boring experience.




It has been a week since that time and I'm getting used to the boredom but still not very happy. I go in each morning with my trusted pair of Oakley Thump Pro mp3 player. They work so great. I guess it would be neat if they also had an FM tuner so I could listen to the TV while at the gym. Oh well, that is not why I bought them. I hate wires. The year is 2007 we should be able to listen to mp3 music without the drag of wires. Well Oakley believes same and has been the only company to do something about it. The shades rock. You can even switch out the lenses whenever you want. This is a little cumbersome and I fear I might break the shades, so I'm extra careful.

A little on the philosophy of running with music. I bring this up because I have not always been a fan of running with music and then I go out and purchase a $300 pair of music players. Well, to be honest, I still do not train with them. In other words, when I'm running with my buddies during the week or even on the weekend I do not wear extra music. I like my running buddies a lot and want to hear everything they have to say. But on those rare occasions when I have to go it alone I may opt for the music. Not all days, mind you. Most of those lone days I enjoy the sound of my breathing and my dang heavy feet hitting the concrete. Still there are those days when the only strength I can muster is to say to myself, "self, just get dressed for the run and I'll take care of everything else". On those days I need ear blasting, mind numbing hip-hop and rock beats pounding into my head to push me through. And believe me, when you're out with an injury and can only stand in one place pumping out stress on that dreaded, boring elliptical machine, the music becomes a much welcomed diversion.

Plantar Fasciitis? Is that a Video Game Character?

WTH!?! - This pain in my left heel is not good. Nope not at all. I've been nursing this thing since early April. I can't run as fast as before and I seem to be gaining weight? WTH!?! When will this pain depart me. I'm not a big fan but, it seems to love me. I've heard that Plantar Fasciitis is the singular worse thing that can happen to a runner and could potentially end a career.

I guess I could get on the elliptical machine for the next couple of weeks. I hate the idea of sitting in one spot building up a sweat doing some modified version of the moon walk. I'm not Michael Jackson for crying out loud. What other choices do I have?

Of course, I ran 6 miles this morning. I'd hardly call it running. It was more like hop along Cassidy but I pushed through it.

I'm using the tennis ball tonite to message the heel and foot tonite then I'm going out for a 5.5 miler tomorrow morning. Well see how it goes.

Not Running as Much as I'd Like

I have not been able to have a consistent week of running for about three weeks now. I'm missing my fun clan of running buddies I run with every morning at 6am. I hope to be back to it sometime late next week.

OK. So, I've had my Garmin Forerunner 305 for about 8 months and I like it just fine. Now, I have to start deleting some of my runs because it's running out of memory. I'm sure this will be a long drawn out process. I don't know how to delete faster than a week at a time. I might as well get to it though.

So earlier this week a running buddy and I were on the local college track and saw some of the fit track stars training. One girl was running 200's and made it look so easy. Those track folks look so relaxed when they're doing their thing.