I had to deal with plantar fasciitis about 8 years ago, and I thought I was pretty much done with it. From time to time my heel hurts, but I know how to fix the flare ups, so I haven't had any major issues. But after the Boilermaker in July, my heel started acting angry. I scaled back my running during August, but still had my sights set on the Empire Half Marathon in October. Once the kids were back in school I started training again, until this past Sunday. I took Frank out for a long run, and only made it two miles.
Today I visited my friendly neighborhood podiatrist, he gave me a cortisone shot (ouch) then told me to wear the boot as often as possible. I dug it out of my closet, and I'm wearing it now. I actually wore the thing once on a flight to Dublin. Which was the same flight where security made Mike unpack his carry-on in front of them, and put his stuff all over a table because he packed a portable fan, and they couldn't tell what it was. The guy cannot go anywhere without a fan. Or two. (I kid you not).
2. The other night while we were sleeping, you could have walked right into the house through the basement wall. Or lack of wall. A few months ago we had a major rainstorm Memorial Day weekend, and came home to a flooded basement. As a result, we had to take down one entire wall and have it re-built.
*The creepy hand prints are from the family who lived here before us.
To keep some of the costs down, Mike dug out some of the outside dirt and I pulled down huge pieces of plywood from the walls.
I counted it as my cardio for the day.
Luckily it's all fixed........but now the garage door opener is on the fritz.
3. Fall TV makes me happy, especially Survivor! When this show is on, Mike and I pretty much count it as a date night. We have beer and wine on hand, and something simple for dinner (like delivery). The kids know that getting out of bed to
But if she does, I'll console myself with these: