I’ve only run on the treadmill, so they’re still ok to return, not many miles on them, but I can’t bear the thought of returning them. I lurve them.
Yesterday I ran 5 mi total, 2.5 in old shoes, 2.5 in new shoes. This morning, I stepped down one step into my family room and felt a pain in my ankle. This isn’t the first time since the new shoes.
I’m wondering if it’s because they’re stability shoes and my ankle is angry about being stopped from going where it wants to go. I can relate to that. I’m wondering if it’s because of my age. I’m wondering if I’d be having this injury at any point in my life regardless of shoes because injuries just happen. But I’m not ready to call this an injury, yet.
How do I tame this ankle?
Most articles I’m reading suggest returning the shoes. Boo!
Some suggest breaking new ones in is a big deal.
I can’t give up on them yet. I’ll try more breaking in. As per the picture above, I’ll tend to the cranky, grousing ankle before it starts screaming, “Get off my lawn, you blasted kids!” Getting old stinks. Feeling: Crankle-y.
Sneezing, honking, tearing through Puffs like they’re soap bubbles … it’s a new year’s cold, everybody! This is putting a big wet Puffs blanket on my plans for getting started in 2015 like gangbusters. What do you do?
Happy to record that I met and slightly passed my running goal for 2014. The average pace and number of miles is not exactly staggering, so I’ll hide refrain from posting the numbers. Let’s just say the mileage is between 300 and 1,000. But I think I have a fairly challenging life regarding finding time for running. I’m either watching my grandgirl or helping my mom. Or doing the usual things like bathing and laundry, laundry and cooking, and laundry and laundry. Plus, I’m 52, so aches and pains are more prevalent now than 20 years ago. Despite eating pretty well and taking supplements, I have less energy. There is a difference between 32 and 52. And I just can’t run at night. Physically, it’s nearly impossible.
I didn’t meet my half-way mark at June 1, like I planned, so I used the second half of the year to play catch up. That was rough, too.
But I did it!
And maybe more important than the number is the fact that I set a goal and met it. I actually set a new year’s resolution on this date last year, and I kept it. So now I know what I can do. I know what is possible. I’m looking forward to attaining more goals in 2015, small and large, one literal and figurative step at a time.