Planar Fasciitis? Keeping me on the Ground
I just read today that sitting down - just the mere act of sitting on your bum - causes the enzymes that burn fat to actually shut down. Breaking research that the way our society keeps us sitting down is contributing to the obesity crisis. So not only are we not exercising, but we also have little chance of burning fat. Like most people, I have no choice but to sit often. At work, I write and research while outside, the snow falls.
And it looks like now I will have less of a chance to move around as I should. Over the past month or so, I’ve periodically experienced a tinge of pain in my left heel. It would always pass after a while, so I thought it was nothing. But now, in my time of yoga and a certain desperation to run again, the pain has gotten so strong that I am practically limping around. It’s not searing pain, but it’s uncomfortable to put weight on that left heel. And so I don’t, usually, causing an imbalance, a limp in my gait. I can’t stand the thought that there’s something physically wrong with me. I practically never get sick, and now I have some kind of heel issue that’s out of my control. A simple Google search terrifies me… do I have plantar fasciitis? This means I will have to rest my foot. Despite the fact that they’re ugly, I’m going to wear my running shoes to work since they have a lot of support. And I may need to take a break from yoga. It’s terrible, though, since I am desperate to go running again. Maybe I can sneak in a doctor’s appointment tomorrow.
In other news, a funny site: Quit Facebook.com.
I am longing to find that old part of myself that was lost so many years ago. The girl who didn’t need to worry about television, or distractions, or what others thought of her. The one who thrived on every word she encountered, following the spidery lines of text as they carried her away into the stories that held her captive. Is it possible that the voice is still inside me? The poet?

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