Originally, my plan was to run with the Goddess tomorrow afternoon.
She is going out of town and will miss our group run on Saturday and so she suggested running tomorrow as a substitute-gossip-b.s. session.
Tuesday, my foot felt awesome.
Today, not so much. I woke up and could barely walk.
I called to see if I could cover one of my shifts today. Nope, there were no generous people. I gave them ample notice, but apparently, nobody was interested in doing me a favor.
I looked at my foot and noticed a purple hue.
I iced it.
I ate two alleve tablets.
I drank water.
I went to the day shift, praying that my foot would feel better.
An hour into the shift it did.
I returned home, elevated it and hoped that someone would save me from working tonight. No such luck.
Instead, I returned to work, popped two more tablets and waited for relief.
My aunt/therapist called me and suggested that I take some time for myself.
I am bored.
I want to run, but being on my feet all day, plus running, is reinjuring this soft tissue injury.
I am running the marathon. I am determined to complete it. I know that I can.
I am frustrated that I am unable to run, right now, because I want to and because I feel that I need to. I know that I am only prolonging the healing process and if I am able to rest for a few days, the marathon will go much smoother.
Tomorrow, I am developing photos, writing thank you cards and sending a nickel to my friend that sent me a knife as a gift. He felt that my knives were dull--they are, Brian always tended to his knives--and so he sent me a knife that was sharp. Knives are interesting gifts and I don't know that I want to call it as such. I think I want to consider it as something else.
The next few days are "me" days--no work, no running--just ice, rest and elevation. Fun times in my world.
I need to think of me and what doing too much accomplishes--more pain to overcome on the big day.
Enjoy yourself and tend to your needs!