Words, photography and whatnot
I am now a card carrying flickr member. It’s not quite membership of the Society of Authors - but I’m happy with it.
One drawback with being a photographer, unlike being a writer, is that people do recognise themselves in photos, and not everyone is happy with my candid shots. But that’s not going to stop me.
When I got my PF diagnosis, I was offered othortics. I grabbed them with both hands. At that time, any walking was agony - and running was just a dream.
I broke my feet in gently, and within a month, I was feeling much better.
After a while, I even started running again. But after a couple of months, I started getting pain in my lower leg. Another trip to the podiatrist confirmed that the orthotics were the cause and they were adjusted.
At this stage I started to wonder - the orthotics were supposed to be healing me, not making things worse. I stopped running, had a course of physio, and had continuous painful cramp-like pain in my leg.
I took a winter beach holiday - orthotics just weren’t practical - the sand got in the leather lining, so I stopped wearing them.
Then I found this website, - it spelled out something that had been bothering me all along:
The trouble with most of these nostrums (e. g., stretching the calf muscles, getting a massage, cutting back on training, hitting the non-steroidal anti-inflammatories, and icing) is that they don’t really address what’s going on.
I started doing the stretches recommended in this article religiously every night, and it worked. I even got out running again.
Since then, I had one hiccup, when to cut a long story short, I cut back and did only calf stretches. My PF came back with a vengeance. Calf stretches will keep me walking, but not running.
I’ve learned my lesson.
I stretch every night - no excuses. 5 minutes a day is all it takes - it’s a bargain.
