In an attempt to let my left-foot plantar fasciitis heal I violate conventional wisdom and don't practice "Up Your Mileage" as most would. After a painful experience (2011-02-07 - Parking Lot Laps) I avoid all running for three weeks and instead pedal on Paulette's stationary recumbent exercise bicycle in the basement while watching random movies using her portable DVD player propped up on a box nearby. Each 15 minutes corresponds to perhaps a mile of slow jogging. The logbook:
|10 Feb 2011||90 min||Apocalypto|
|13||90||Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels|
|16||30||The Lost Room (miniseries)|
|21||120||Scott Pilgrim vs. The World|
|23||30||Arrested Development (season 1)|
The result of this feeble attempt to maintain some shreds of fitness? TBD. I recommence running on 28 February and thus far the left heel seems no worse. Friend Cara Marie Manlandro asks if I'm so foolish as to try a marathon this weekend. "No way!" I reply, "not a marathon. It's a 50k!" We'll see how that goes.
^z - 2011-03-02