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April 4, 2006
In Need of Two Working Feet
I hate my feet. That's all I want to say about that. My feet and I are currently incommunicado - I'm not speaking to them until they play nice! And that's all I'm going to say about that!
When I got home from work today I did my core and feet exercises, then headed to the YMCA for a spinning class. Class was fine - my quads are feeling trashed, I think because they are trying to get used to all the extra biking. I was unsure if I should attempt a run after the spinning, but I walked outside and it wasn't that cold and I really felt like running so I did. I only went for 20 minutes. I think practicing the bike-run transition will be key for me because it's hard to get my legs "under" me after going hard on the bike. Anyway, the run was fine but my feet were a little angry with me. I just don't know what I'm going to do with them. For now I'm not going to think about it.
O and I went out to dinner with my father who is in town for work. What a nice mid-week treat! Yummy food too! And now it's time for bed. Luckily I don't have class tomorrow so I will be able to come home after work and hang out. Yeah for no class! Good night!
Posted by beth at April 4, 2006 9:35 PM
Comments
Hi beth! Your gutsy spirit would seem to indicate that things will be better at some point. Hard to say when but I would tend to be confident and optimistic. I read your feet are not cooperating but please reconsider "hating" them. Feet are an incredible example of stabilizing and sensoring architecture, you have to love them just for that. Just like your hand or wrist or inner-ear bones. Feet allow, for example, dancers and gymnasts (even at relatively amateurish levels) to do absolutely incredible things. Think of doing a back flip on a balance beam. Unfortunately in several sports, but particularly in running, they are grossly overlooked. Sort-of-Sparta-like: you either have good feet, or you don't. And most people when they think about running they think legs, quads, and pay very little if any attention to feet. They think about VO2 max, pulse, sugar levels, mileage, sleep. Yet the two "end" terminals of the equation, the two "guys" at the skin-asphalt (or whatever surface)border making it all possible, step after step, get very little attention and gratitude. Very little science. And reality is that the "goodness" of our feet sometimes depends on luck, on the way we were brought up sometimes on ignorance, sometimes on genetics, on environment, sometimes on all the possible combinations of the aformentioned. Irrespective of the feet you have now, well it turns out you can do quite a bit to make them better suited to what YOU want them to do. But it takes time. And to that effect i hope your exercises are effective. Sorry if I ask, but have you done enough research? To try to understand how they work fully before "ignoring" them altogether? Once you "understand" each other maybe you can get them to be more helpful and even enjoy them more. Best regards, corrado.
Sorry about your favourite patient. Rarely have I been able to make some sense out of Death and Pain. When I thought two years ago I was going to lose my father to cancer, I made sure that I told him how i thought, mistakes and all, he had been a good father. A great father. My father is till happily alive but one day he will go and I think he is really happy about having being told face-to-face - objectively, not just to soothe him - how he did well all things considered. I did the same with my brother-in-law, but he's no longer around. Wherever he is, I'm confident he was happy to hear the good I thought of him when he was still alive. The memories, are for my sister and i, and those who cared, here, without him.
Posted by: corrado giambalvo at April 5, 2006 12:45 PM