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Showing My Feet a Little Respect

February 8, 2011

I’ve been so jet lagged today – big yawn! I didn’t expect to feel so done in, otherwise I would have taken another day off work. As it was I got up super early to drive from my parent’s house in Chester to work in Leeds. I managed to check the many e-mails I missed while I was away, but otherwise not much achieved. I had anticipated being a bit tired, so luckily I hadn’t scheduled in any training, which was a good thing as I’ve been struggling to put one foot in front of the other.

I did manage to achieve one good thing today – I bought myself a brand spanking new pair of trainers (New Balance 759)! However I did get more than I bargained for …

First, a bit of history. My feet and I have had a tempestuous relationship over the years, but we’re stuck with one another. They carry me from A to B (over some quite long distances sometimes) and do fairly well helping me to work-out. However, they sometimes like to make themselves known by causing me pain. I’ve always suffered from hard skin and corns on my toes and balls of my feet (nice, I know) and I’ve seen a chiropodist every couple of years or so since I was a teenager. I put this down to having very high arches. Because of my oddly shaped feet I also find it hard to wear high heels, sandals, ballet pumps or any kind of fashionable shoes (can you tell I’m a bit bitter?)

During a drunken night out at university I stepped on some glass and the ball of my foot got infected. I went to see the practice nurse at my local GP’s surgery and she said I needed to see a podiatrist who specialised in bio-mechanics because of the shape of my feet and said when I was older I might not be able to walk. Despite her scare tactics, I ignored the advice and went on my merry way.

Anyways, lately I’ve been having quite a bit of pain in my right toe joint and arch of my right foot, which I put down to worn out trainers. I suffered quite a bit on holiday, so left the offending footwear over there. Hence I desperately needed a new pair today. I went to a running shop in Leeds – Up & Running as I’m going to try out running (more on that tomorrow) and wanted a decent pair. I hopped on the treadmill to get my gait analysed and explained my pain to the assistant. It turns out I flick my right foot outwards quite severely when I run and when I walk and the assistant suggested I needed to see a physio. I called up when I got back to work and the physio recommended I see a podiatrist first based on my symptoms. Maybe the nurse was right all those years ago …

So finally I’ve decided to show my feet the respect that they deserve and go and get my current pain and the problems I might be storing up for later life sorted out. I might treat them to a pedicure every now and then too! My appointment is next Monday, so I’ll give an update then.

 

Now on to the food! It’s been my first day of getting back to my normal eating habits and it feels good. My early breakfast was a couple of shredded wheat, milk, a few seeds and fresh blueberries. Mid-morning I had one of my favourite combos of Total 0% greek yoghurt, a few hazelnuts and some chopped dried apricots. For lunch I had a salad with spinach, cucumber, chickpeas and cottage cheese. My mid-afternoon snack was oatcakes with hazelnut butter.

When I got home my camera had finished charging so I could take some photos (albeit in my dingy kitchen, which is a bit different from the Cuban sun!).

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I ate this pink grapefruit when I got home from work and its vibrant colour and tanginess lifted me a little out of my jet-lagged gloom.

Dinner was the remainder of the chickpea curry I made a few weeks ago, out of the freezer, served with loads of leeks, carrots and broccoli (apparently I have a thing for chickpeas today!)

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Now to bed to sleep off some more of my jet lag.

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3 Comments leave one →
  1. February 8, 2011 10:48 pm

    Good on you for getting an appointment: I had no idea about the severity of my scoliosis and overpronation, even when walking, until I saw a podiatrist/physio. Hope they can sort things for you 🙂

    xxx

  2. February 9, 2011 4:56 pm

    I totally agree with you on the importance of looking after your feet from an early age. Bad feet run on both sides of my family, specifically hammer toes and bunions. I can already see the beginnings in my feet 😦

    I think I read it takes a day for every hour’s worth of time difference to get over jetlag. You’ll be set by the weekend though! 🙂

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