Baby Steps: Part Two

   Buoyed by the realisation that yesterday's 1k run and 4k walk had done no harm to my plantared and fasciited right heel when I walked on it this morning, I headed out once again today to do it all over.

Smiling because I haven.t started the run portion yet.

    I walked/ran through the woods once more, running and walking at the same intervals as yesterday.
   I'm quite enjoying the trail run aspect of these rehab sessions but, man, you've gotta watch where you're going and, particularly, where you're stepping!
   The trails in Warbler Woods feature a plethora of tree roots and low-hanging branches, any one of which would put you on your butt or on your knees in a heartbeat. Occasionally, they team up on you---they get you down low while they distract up high. So I am starting to get the hang of it although the same root got me two days in a row until my memory kicked in. At some point, actually, it becomes a little like dance choreography---dipping and diving, twisting and turning.

He said my shoes were bright but...



...I wonder what he would have said about my socks!

   It was a great day to run, as well. It had warmed up a touch and, literally, there was not a cloud in the sky. The trails were full and streets were as well. At one point I passed a father and his young child and the father looked at my shoes as I passed and said "They're pretty bright!" (they are) I laughed and said "That's so the helicopters can find me!"