Well, that was a bummer

I started my run this morning to get a few miles in before meeting up with Mike. I got a few minutes in to my run and my Plantar Fascia started hurting me again, sending sharp shooting pains.

Most days, I probably would just walk this off, but I knew what this was. I had not stretched out like I should have and my hips were tight and my form was ugly, so I knew nothing was firing right this morning. Oh, and I got about 3.5 to 4 hours of sleep (call from work at 4:40 AM). I just felt that it was not a wise choice to continue, and I know that sharp shooting pain is your bodies way of saying "You are hurting me". My goal is to do a marathon, not go out and hit every run perfectly. So, I walked out of Forest Park.

I called up Mike and let him know that I wasn't going to do the run today. Which was a real bummer as I haven't seen him in quite some time. However, there is always light at the end of the tunnel.

I went home, and Kristin was still asleep, so I crawled back in bed and slept in with her, which was great. We haven't slept in together for probably a couple months, so we were both happy to actually have a fully relaxing day.