Yesterday I decided to take another day off, and threw on my oldest pair of Converse for the second time since this experiment began. My foot wasn't really bothering me so much as it was giving me warning signs that it would in fact start to ache if I did the one mile walk I was planning to go retrieve my mother's car. Not feeling like being in agony for days, again, I opted to be cautious. I didn't end up going on the walk anyway, because I missed my train so my dad had to pick me up and drive me where I needed to be since there were no buses that would get me to their house in time. Oh well.
I had been doing quite a lot of walking in the previous few days. On Wednesday, J and I went to the mall so that he could get his tire replaced. We walked around the mall for about two hours, stopping and sitting only briefly. Later that evening we walked around Petco as well. And on Tuesday was my long 1.75 mile walk from campus to the subway. I don't begrudge my feet needing a break, but I am looking forward to starting to run again. I was hoping that J and I were going to get into a routine of walk/running together but that hasn't seemed to be happening. Life is kind of hectic right now also, but as the weather warms up and his work schedule gets into more of a routine, I'd like to be walk/running a lot more regularly. Perhaps soon we will be able to run the whole trail in the park...
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