And I use the word run loosely. Because I hobblewalked.
It’s my own fault, really. I’m eating poorly and not drinking or sleeping enough. (Prince Charming is in the hospital getting his maintenance chemo.)
I’ve also been ignoring a slight achy-sharp pain in my right shin that randomly pops up post run. Ice has seemed to help and it hasn’t become an issue… until today.
Walking is no problem. It’s when I’m running. Only just before my foot makes contact with the ground, it’s hovering in the air, millimeters from making contact when I get a sharp/bruisey sore twinge in a very specific part of my shin.
I am not amused.
In fact, it’s freaking me out. (But seriously what am I NOT freaking out over lately?)
On a positive(?) note, I joined a Princess Half pace group! Bless the poor Saint who, will not only be guiding all these poor lambs at a snails pace, but will be holding a stick with balloons attached to guide us the whole way.