They say the definition of insanity is repeating the same thing and expecting a different outcome. Each year, I try to channel my inner Viking and embrace winter. I navigate through the shortest days, hopeful that each day is in theory getting more daylight than the day before. I run, despite the cold. Every January I am injured. I assume it is a combination of improper warm up and cool down as I am trying to get back into a warm space. This time it was my right plantar plate injury, I didn’t push it and stopped running for 3 weeks, slowly adding in short runs. I think it has healed but it has been so cold and I am afraid of re-injuring myself. Despite an aversion to indoor exercise, I bought a stationary bike. My hope is that when I am too injured to run, I will at least be able to bike. Maybe I can put my hair in curler and yell at the tv at the same time. Getting old sucks. I did shave 3 minutes off of my previous 8k time at the Christmas Town Dash so I like to think that my pain was not in vain!
