I don’t know what the hell is up with my feet, but I am sick to death of this sh*t. Seriously. Ever since I got my orthotics, my left foot has been bothering me, and it’s not just from running. It feels like every pair of shoes I own are making it worse.

To make it better I’ve worn Keens, Birkenstocks (the cutest pair I could find, and wow, not very cute), Borns, and stayed away from flip flops, ballet flats, and the like. Yet, my heel is killing me. I’ve barely been able to run, let alone get out of bed in the morning without pain. I may have to resort to wearing running shoes all the time for a while.
I also think I need to see my podiatrist again, and maybe go see Dr. Brady for some ART. *sigh*

In other news, things are shaping up around the house. We’ve got a bunch of projects going on right now, a new sofa for Man Zone (George is taking the old loveseat, to match the sofa we already gave to him), and a weekend full of work to do on the deck, provided it doesn’t rain later this week.

Also, I just got back (Friday, at 2am) from a few days in Little Rock. We found a great place to eat there, and I talked with this really fun & interesting guy on the plane home, so it wasn’t a bad trip at all. Still, I’m glad to be back in Boston, with Rob and Bo (not so much Fred, who sucks but whom I still love anyway). I just wish that I had a few days off, or at least a few weeks before I have to travel again.

The long weekend can’t come soon enough…

Wow. I love this video. It’s so well written and emotionally engaging. Well done.

It’s been a few weeks since the race, and I am finally back to running. I was on vacation the week of Memorial Day, working around the house & in the yard, and taking a few days to head up to New Hampshire with Rob, Bo, and our friends. That was fun, but I ate and drank as if I was still running 20+ miles per week, and well, when you’re running zero miles per week, that’s a problem.

I ended up taking the next week off, too. This wasn’t necessarily on purpose. I ended up going down south for work (no, not Quincy. Not even the “deep south”, aka Rhode Island!) and then it was about 90 for a few days, so F that, you know? Then that weekend, I went to NYC with Jen, Chris, and a bunch of our running friends for Amy’s going away party. Took pictures. Again, more eating and drinking, and sitting around on the Bolt Bus. Ho hum.

But last week, I laced up my shoes and headed out in the stupid heat for 3 miles or so. The next day, I was up at 5:30 am (thank you, Bo) and did some badly needed yoga. I joked on Twitter that Creak, Pop, and Ow were the new, geriatric rice krispies. One more 3 miler and a 4 miler rounded out the week. I finally feel like myself again, in spite of the creaks, pops and ows.

That said, I’m writing this after taking a break from working on my summer/fall running schedule. I’d still like to run New Haven and Lowell/Baystate in what seems like just a few months. Yikes, that is soon!

Anyway, I was kind of bummed out because I hadn’t been running and the last few runs have seemed extra hard, both mentally and physically, but so it goes. I feel pretty good, and I’m back at it. That’s the best I can do for now.