Almost 3 weeks ago, I injured the heel of my foot. How, I do not know. But for some odd reason, it just started to burn, and hurt and swell. I thought my arch had fallen, but it seems to be getting worse. And the worse it gets, the more and more exhausted and distracted I become. Exhausted by trying to walk on it without creating any further pain and distracted by the pain and even more distracted by the frustration it has been causing. The pain in my heel is becoming a nuisance. I haven't even gotten it checked out because I do not want to take the time.
I rested it over Labor Day weekend, and then worked out on it the first chance I got after the holiday. Apparently, that wasn't long enough. Seriously, can it not just heal up and let me move on?!?! I cannot do what I want. I cannot wear what I want. I have to wear shoes that are most comfortable, but unattractive.
These have been thoughts these last couple of weeks. As I was thinking about this all over this past weekend, I began to realize just how much I still try to control everything even after all that has occurred these last few years. Why do I still think that I have any control in this life when it has been made so incredibly clear that I do not have any control, nor will I ever have any control.
My foot is in the way? Really? So, It won't allow me to do what I want to do. Can I be any more ridiculous? I mean, It really would be so easy to rest it, go to the doctor, and talk to my boss about wearing flip-flops until it heals. But did I do that? No. I chose to try to ignore it and to work around it so that it didn't mess with my schedule. Looks like I just need to seriously get a grip and choose to let it heal.
