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Not the First Time...or the Last

So once again my friends I've sustained a minor injury. Although my last injury of note was back in July about 5 weeks from my tri, I still feel like I'm injured a lot. I'm not. I'm actually very rarely injured enough to stop exercising for more than a day. My plantar fasciitis has been acting up again and since it's particularly terrible in my right foot, my right ankle has been having some residual issues. I think what happens is when I'm running, to avoid the plantar fasciitis I roll my foot out a little bit which has stressed the outside of my right ankle. Don't be alarmed! I tried to run Thursday after work but it was a lost cause so I'm resting until Monday. I also have acupuncture Monday so that will definitely be refreshing. I am however depressed by my lack of exercise but that's just how it goes. I have been able to spend some QT with my pup, blankets, couch and pillows though today and that's always worth it.

ImageThis is my mean cat. She's been very nice as long as I'm in bed and don't move.

ImagePlease disregard my excessively messy home. I'm injured.


  1. I would like you to know, Rennay, that I have run 4.5 miles and worked out 5 total hours in the last 6 days. That is the most I've worked out in the last three years. You have been such an inspiration to me! Thank you for sharing your accomplishments/trials so that I can also be inspired to make my own body healthier! You are more special than you know!

  2. Melissa that's AMAZING! Great job! So proud of you and glad that I can be a source of inspiration! Keep it up! You should run the Triple Crown with me!


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