The agony of de feet
Monday, November 19, 2018
So, I've had a hurt left foot for about a month now, not bad enough to stop playing stuff on it, but painful when sitting around, or walking on, in the vicinity of the 2nd and third toes. I think it's a bone bruise on the bottom of the foot, at the base of those toes. About 10 days or so ago, the right foot decided to get in on the party, with a turf toe like issue with the big toe. 8 days ago, I thought I might take a few days off of playing things, but 7 days ago it felt better so I didn't, and today (2 days after last playing something), it hurt again, but I didn't not play volleyball today. I definitely noticed it out there, not being able to effectively push off of the right foot, so my usual lumbering self lumbered around more lumberously (I suspect that last one isn't a word, but it fits, so, there you have it).
I'm not sure what my gym's schedule is over the holiday weekend, so I don't know what the exercise possibilities are for the next week. Hope to not pack on too many pounds before the final weigh in for this blc round next Wednesday. Don't know which genius in particular put the final weigh in AFTER thanksgiving, but I suspect it was done as some sort of test of willpower, me vs pumpkin pie (with whipped cream, which turns it into a horribly unfair fight).
Random aside (but when aren't they random, really, who am I kidding?), getting hit with credit card fraud turns you into a bit of a paranoid person. I've got an alert set up for whenever I use my credit card now, which I don't actually remember setting up, but I must have done it, because I get an alert whenever I use the card. Come to think of, the alerts aren't even for the card that got hacked (or the replacement thereof). Anyway. The paranoid part comes in when you forget you stopped in at the gas station an hour ago, because in the mean time, you've taken a shower, eaten dinner, and started a load of laundry, and you wonder if you got nailed by the cheats again. It's the middle-agedness creeping in, isn't it? They say the memory is the first thing to go, right after the joints.