My left foot has been giving me some trouble lately and actually hurts quite a bit when I stand on it. I finally quit ignoring the pain and went to the doctor last night.
I'm in trouble. He was able to tell me the problem, and it's fixable, but I'm not allowed any activity for a little while. I have plantar fasciitis in both feet (one is worse than the other, hence unbearable pain) and tons of inflammation. No working out. No treadmills. No bikes. No dance. NO. DANCE.
My brain is flipping out at that idea. I'm active every day except Sundays. I am either at the dance studio or at the gym every evening. How...how do people live like this? I went home after the doctor's office last night and just sat on my couch, perplexed at the sudden turn of events.
No treadmill. No bike. No weights. What do people with their time? I wandered in my kitchen, avoiding the impulse to do some ballet (like balancing at the kitchen counter in passe). I ended up cleaning, and couldn't help wondering if I was violating the rules of recovery.
There was an ice bath (which always feels good) and resting, but I feel like I missed something last night. This is going to be a long haul, but the lack of dance may make things harder. I think I'll just have to sit out, but I'll still go to the studio. Perhaps I'll get in some stretching while everyone else is dancing. The worst thing is that I have rehearsal for our next show. Thank goodness it's not a dance part (some premonition on the artistic director's part, I wonder?), but I do have to run across the stage at one point in the performance, and that will freaking hurt. Wish me luck.
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