I'm not sure what happened.
Saturday morning, I wore an old pair of running shoes around to do various chores and errands. Saturday afternoon I decided to go run. It was a mistake from the beginning mostly because the weather was bad. The wind was howling and it looked like rain. Did I ever mention how much I hate wind? At least it wasn't hot wind!
There was no one out on the river path, which confirmed my belief that I was insane for trying, so I decided to not go as far as I would have liked. During this whole time, I adjusted my shoe many times. It seemed like my left shoe was tired entirely too tightly. By the time I got home, my shoe was practically falling off my foot, but it still felt weird. I looked, only to find a bruise on the top of my foot. Quite odd that I hadn't felt it earlier since I was wearing the same shoes, only older.
I wore shoes that were open on top on Sunday. I did the same on Monday. Now here I am, early Tuesday morning thinking I should be able to just run outside and, well, run, but I walked around the block once and in my very loose running shoe, hobbled home. It wasn't excruciating pain, but I knew I would be horribly uncomfortable if I continued. I am a firm believer of taking it easier when something doesn't feel right in order to not make things worse down the road.
Maybe I'll try again tomorrow.
I wish I could remember what I did.
Maybe this will get me to the pool today to get a swim in instead.
I was really looking forward to getting out there too.