Admitting that my struggles with a chronic injury have gotten to (or past) the point where I really need to do something about it is hard. I feel like an alcoholic, hiding my condition from the world as I go on bender after bender, week after week. No longer: I clearly have plantar fasciitis in my right foot, it’s not getting better on its own, and I need to address it. If that means I reduce or quit running for a while, so be it. If that means I withdraw from the McKenzie River Trail Run, I’ll have to grin and bear it. (Note to self: if I withdraw before July 31st, I get a partial refund.)
This started sometime during my training for the Eugene marathon. I’d wake up with some heel or arch pain that would go away pretty quickly. A while later, I started feeling it after long periods sitting at my desk, too. In May, I was running a lot less but walking a lot more and I continued to feel it, and more often during the day as well. This was never a severe pain at all. Just a little thing. Exactly the sort of pain that fools you into thinking you don’t need to do anything about it. Especially because it goes away while running.
As I ramped up my mileage after getting back from Europe, I kept feeling it. In the last month, it’s changed, too, from a painful sensation to a burning one. It’s become a little more localized too, maybe. It’s on the inside edge of the bottom of my right foot, where the heel meets the arch. At virtually the same time that it turned from painful to burning, I started feeling it pretty much all day, whenever I would walk.
That’s where it stands now. It’s still a mild sensation, not debilitating in any way… yet. But it’s getting worse and worse and I need to do something. My first order of business: for two weeks, reduce my mileage by 50% or so, stick to flat courses, ice my foot a lot, and take two ibuprofen a day. If I don’t see improvement after that, I’ll see a doctor.