Some people party on New Year's, but we go for runs in the rain.
Thanks to my new running hat, it was actually quite refreshing. It's amazing what a little hat can do! Plus, I had to break in these new shoes.
I went to Point2 running store and had my feet assessed by a "professional". I was impressed by their technology and how they could asses my feet and gait, but I was not so impressed by the professional when it came time to pick a shoe. After the assessment, I was told that I have such high arches that the middle of my foot doesn't touch the ground at all, which sounds like it would be a problem, but he said it only means I don't need a shoe with a certain arch support. He also said that I don't over pronate, which is a common source of shin splints, and my current pain is simply due to the poor support in the shoes I was wearing. Finally, he said that my feet actually have not grown/flattened, but in reality, I have a size 6.5 foot and a size 7 foot. Weird. So basically it comes down to this; my feet are normal and I run normal so I can buy any shoe I want. Not what I was hoping to hear. I was hoping this gentleman would turn into a magical running fairy and show me the perfect shoe for my feet. It was actually my own husband who saved the day and picked out the winners that I ended up purchasing.
The bad news is, after the first run, I came home in tears because my shins/feet were in so much pain. However, the professional confirmed I have shin splints and that's not something a new shoe can cure overnight. I have confidence these are good shoes and I just need to give my body a chance to heal and adjust to actually having support.
I took 3 days off of running and did some cross training instead. I waited until there was absolutely no pain when I touched my shin and went out for a slow run yesterday. I purposely ran very slow and promised myself I would walk at the first sign of pain. I made it almost 4 miles and only the little pinky toe on one foot went numb, which I count as huge progress...plus, I didn't cry.
I came home to fancy cheese and crackers and homemade zuppa tuscana. I'm spoiled y'all.
It finally cooled off here a little and the soup was exactly what I needed after a wet run.
After dinner, we partied with these three and had a roaring game of dominoes.