Ballet Flats: So Pretty, So Bad for Your Feet

Poop.

I already knew that I wasn't supposed to be walking around in ballet flats. But I keep a pair at my desk at work anyway in case my outfit that day does not go with heels. The last time I wore them, my plantar fascia hurt. Like I had to take time off from running, hurt.

Two weeks ago (when I took a  kickboxing class) I got a terrible charley horse in my sleep and my calf was SORE. So I thought I'd give my calves a break and wear the flats for a day. How bad could it be? Well lets just say that while I was recounting this to my podiatrist he made the "Ooh, you shouldn't have done that" face. 

Safe to say I will be spending the rest of this fall not running. Bye-bye, 5K PR. For now.

When I tell my coworkers (who are well-versed in foot injuries from running) about having plantar fasciitis I get the same "That's awful!" reaction. But to tell the truth, I'm a little relieved. I honestly thought I may have had a fracture. But x-rays showed otherwise, so PHEW. I just need lots of rest, ice, stretching, and staying away from damned flats.

I'm consoling myself by taking cabs (doctor-recommended) instead of trekking all over Manhattan when I have errands and buying a new pair of heels (on sale, at like 80% off baby!).

Talk to pro-athletes and they'll most likely tell you to "Listen to your body" as a key piece of advice. My body's definitely yelling at me. I'm listening now!

I Punch Like a Girl

Today I finally got myself to take a kickboxing class at the gym. I figure it would act as a stepping stone towards an actual boxing class. But kickboxing is definitely not a substitute for a boxing. Proof? The lone male who wanted to take the class this morning because he missed the regular boxing class during the week walked out during the warmup. (What, do they not play Britney Spears while sparring? They should.)

While this class was more cardio-focused, that didn't mean that it was easy. The instructor yelled out a combination of moves as if we were all supposed to know what we were doing. I have a hard time remembering my left from my right. I'm glad I wasn't the only one who spent a good chunk of the class looking at other people to figure out what to do with myself. But it was a GREAT workout. I spent the entire hour moving and sweating and now my lower body is SORE. More sore than after going for a long run.

I should probably take on the self-defense class before taking a boxing class. And inject more testosterone in my system. Kidding about the 2nd part.