My Foot

Man, I don't know what I did, but I have been in a funk, and I think the culprit is my foot. I woke up early on Monday morning to go running--a really quick one, only two miles. I started to notice that my left foot was hurting, but not enough to REALLY notice, ya know? But, I welcomed the break from running on Tuesday and that evening, Mike rubbed my feet for me. It was the ball of my foot, on the outer edge. It felt a little tight still, so he rubbed it which seemed to make it feel better. But, the next morning, I woke up and got out of bed to run again, and I almost collapsed when I stepped onto the carpet because of the pain in my foot. I couldn't believe how painful it was! When I would try to stretch my feet and toes out, I couldn't do it for fear of screaming and waking everyone in the house. I was really bummed because I was really looking forward to my run.

So, I sat around all day being incredibly lazy and really unproductive and it got me into a funk. My house was a wreck (which isn't unusual, so that shouldn't have any effect on me anymore) and I had to keep ice on my foot and take Advil. Poor little Audrey always has way too much responsibility on her on an everyday basis, let alone when Mom is incapacitated! She was a tremendous help, though, as were all the kids. I sure am blessed! Anyway, every day has been slightly better and this morning I was able to walk on it almost completely fine without any abnormal feelings. Needless to say, though, the funk, mixed with the lack of exercise, and the upcoming visit from Aunt Flo did nothing good for my neverending quest to lose weight! I put the scale in the closet. Not even going there! =)