Today is the first day of my 2 week break from running. John talked to a PT for me at his clinic and pretty much the only way to get this blasted foot to heal ( Dr Google and I have diagnosed it as plantar fascitis) is to take some time off. 10 days to 2 weeks. ARGGGGHHHHH!!! I don't want to, but I'm also really tired of the pain. I can hardly walk in the mornings, I limp all day long - it's not fun at all.
So... it looks like our Erg and I are going to become Besties!!! Although I find it hard to believe that erging will offer me the same kind of calorie burn and workout as running. Zack thinks it will be even better... I guess we'll see. He's going to come down and check my form and give me some pointers.
I'm also going to give Zack's bike a try. My neighbor Jennie just finished biking across Iowa or some such craziness, so I'll hop on the bike and give it a try. Since I haven't ridden a bike since I was about 10, I'm not sure how successful I'm going to be, but I'll keep an open mind. I'm sort of fantasizing that I'll discover I love biking and will be able to do it well enough that next year I might try one of those Spring Triathalons. They are roughly 750m swim, 20mile bike and 5K run. The only thing that might be tough is the swimming, but I could do it if I tried and trained... I think... Anyway, first step is riding the bike and then we'll see. Actually first step is surviving not running for 2 weeks. Who in their right mind would EVER imagine that I would be whining and crying about NOT being able to run!! I really have become someone else! Heal, damn foot, Heal!!