Limitations

I've been thinking about limitations lately. And, what the difference is between being able to do whatever we set our mind to and being stupid and not knowing/accepting our own limitations. I haven't reached any genius conclusions, except that limitations only speak to time frames....sometimes. 

There is nothing in the world, NOTHING IN THE WORLD that I want to do more right now than to run every day. NOTHING. Unfortunately the muscles in my feet are tighter than Alcatraz back in the day and it appears that the key has been thrown away. This not only makes running VERY painful but really impossible more than 1-2 days/week if I want to use my feet for anything else in life.

I've been to physical therapy, and now I stretch out my calves like a mad woman. My calves are more flexible than Gumby, seriously. I've been to the chiropractor, and now press a baseball into the bottom of my feet at key pressure points by stepping on it to break those muscles down and MAKE them do what they're told.

So, now I have really loose calves and baseball indented feet! Have to say, though, there has been a small improvement, but we're probably talking another couple of months AT MINIMUM before I get my regular feet back. And, of course, losing weight would help which is easier to do when you run. 

I figure I'll be ready to run right around the time that winter returns.

Grrrrrrr.

I admit, I'm tempted to ignore doctors orders, ignore the pain and just run. Ice. Baseball torture. Stretch. Ice. Baseball torture. Stretch. Run.

So far I've kept my rebellious, I-can-do-whatever-I-want-set-my-mind-to self in check. And, accepting that other forms of exercise are my lot right now. But, I am not a happy camper. Or runner. Or non-runner.

What limitations do you have, and how have you handled these annoying rascals?

Running on the inside,
Cheryl

Photos sources:  Limitations, Gumby, Grrr