I’m not running and this news is shit. 7 weeks and not only has my depression started to set in but my waist is creeping up in size. I could cycle and swim but that’s just boring. I want to be out there enjoying the cold summer and making the most of the trails while the nights are short.
My foot got x rayed yesterday after a GP visit. I was in and out of the hospital in 20mins. Results in a week. I’m hoping it wasn’t a stress fracture but in part I do as at least that’s a decent excuse for not running. Manning up has been a mantra I just can’t afford.
So anyway the Dr said to use common sense and not run. Not running in my book is non sensical! Has he even met a runner before???
Right now I’m just going to have to live with this fact and scorn every person I see running, force a smile when someone gloats over a great run and suck it up when I can’t run the 7 hills of Edinburgh race in two weeks.
Life sucks when you can’t run. I need that on a T shirt pronto!
Sorry for the winge. Normal service will resume when I’ve got a functioning foot.
spud, the one footed jealous idiot.