I was sitting at my desk, torn on what to do for physical activity. The outdoors was calling to me. My workout bag sat in the nearby chair. I had options.
My tentative plan was to “try” to make the water running class this evening. I knew that in all likelihood, it would not happen. Not only is it not convenient to home, but the childcare is only open until 7 pm on Friday. The water running class goes until 7:25 pm. If YaYa’s leg wasn’t in a cast still, he could be in pool with BoBo for recreational swim. It is in the other part of the same pool as my class and has a lifeguard.
With the childcare issue, I was back in the boat of needing some sort of physical activity. Anything. But what? What’s a girl to do?
As I mentioned yesterday, my transition back to running had a set back. There was a residual “twinge” that I was feeling whenever my foot flexed past a certain point. I had felt this same “twinge” when I would stretch my foot in the morning during the past couple of days. I had been doing well, so I was puzzled.
What was the change? I thought back on the week.
On Monday, I ran on the ‘mill x 2.5 miles. I felt fine all day.
On Tuesday, I worked out on the spin cycle. This was a decision that I made to ease back into running slowly. I didn’t want to push my luck trying to run two days in a row.
On Wednesday, I decided to try removing the Foot Max orthotic from my boot and my shoe because it has been hurt to stand in one place for long. Although it took me a while to realized it, the ill effects of that decision began playing out by the afternoon. This was the day that I tried to run again, but the foot said “no.” I rode easy on the recumbent bike. I didn’t even break a sweat. Later that evening, I swam and that was a good workout.
On Thursday, when my foot was hurting early in the day, I realized that I forgot to switch the insoles back to my Foot Max orthotics. I was already at work; it was too late for the change. I skipped my workout all together. I returned the orthotics to my boot and shoe as soon as I got home. Relief was immediate.
Today, as I stretched in the morning, I could feel the difference. Reluctant to celebrate, I did some foot circles in bed. By my lunch break, I was still feeling fine.
I needed a workout, but what would I do? I didn’t want to push my luck by adding a run. I opted for 50 minutes on the unNatural Runner. It was a boring, but pain-free workout. My foot didn’t even “twinge.”