About a month ago my friend Paul held his 38th birthday party at a gym. It was a fantastic timeâ€”he assembled 15 friends and had a round robin hoops tournament. Fun, fun, fun, fun. Three hours of basketball.
Since then, however, my life has been hell.
Wait. That’s an exaggeration. Not my lifeâ€”just the sole of my left foot. Tender, painful, inflamed. I’ve had Plantar Fasciitis before, and it absolutely, positively, 100% sucks. I remember, back a few years, when Tim Duncan missed a bunch of games with the ailment, and I thought, “What a wuss.” I completely take that back. It’s insanely horrible, and takes … forever … to … go … away. Forever.
This is my way of asking: Does anyone have advice? Spring is here, and I wanna run, dammit.