Well Forestt Gump had it right. “Stupid is as stupid does.”
A friend called me and wanted to go on a short run. Apparently I can’t say no to runs. So despite all evidence that my foot would rather I not go running, I felt it would be my best interests to pound the pavement.
In my defense, my foot didn’t hurt too badly at the time he called. And really, it is a beautiful day out.
It doesn’t feel too bad now. I’ve put a cold compress on it. I should be fine, but I big part of me is thinking of bailing on the regular Sunday morning run.