In my first incarnation of this blog, I wrote a lengthy post about plantar fasciitis, lovingly entitled
The Plantar Fascia - That Fickle Bitch. Well, as Sir Elton so colorfully sang,
The Bitch is Back. Yep, I've been struggling with one of the Five Horsemen of the Runner's Apocalypse (the others being (1) "Runner's Knee" (patellofemoral pain syndrome), (2) illiotibial band syndrome (ITBS, which I have also suffered from), (3) achilles tendinitis, and (4) shin splints)).
For anyone else who has suffered from plantar fasciitis (which I'll call "PF" because it's a pain in the ass to type out), it isn't always an incredibly painful ailment (although it certainly can be), but it is an annoyingly
nagging injury that is really, really hard to get rid of (short of just not running... which isn't really an option for me, since I have the
Twin Cities Marathon and the
WDW Goofy Challenge coming up). And, if you're afflicted with this asshole of an injury, you're willing to try just about anything to alleviate, and hopefully heal it.
I am no exception.