I think I'll start wearing shoes when I play (or at least one), and see if it helps. If it does, I might be the only person who's managed to injure her foot playing the piano.
Last week (flu week) I didn't run once -- in fact I barely left the house for several days. The week before (travel week), I ran once in Gent and once on sunday when I was back home. My Couch To 5K running program is doing poorly. Today I used my treadmill, but I decided to do something different. Given that my running program had fallen apart anyway, and I had just bought new insoles for my hiking boots (trying to solve above foot problem), I thought I'd give them a try. I put the incline way up and "hiked" two miles uphill on the treadmill. Then I brought down the incline and walked another mile.
Even though I didn't run, at least I did 5K, and I think the new insoles worked quite nicely. My feet feel good, with the exception of the ball of my right foot (which I have decided is piano-related and therefore the fault of neither the boot nor the insole). Also I felt fine health-wise, only a bit more tired than normal, so I think I've recovered.
Next week (well, tomorrow) begins a shiny new week for me, and I'm healthy again, so I will get back onto the running program. I was wondering if I should do week 4 again, but I think I'll plunge right into week 5.
Next weekend I'm hoping to go skiing. Sadly it will be only my second time this season, and likely my last one given the date and my schedule. That's okay, it's been a pretty crazy-busy winter. I'll just have to make the weekend extra-fun, to make up for my lack of other trips. Fortunately, that won't be hard.
I got the strangest text message an hour ago. It read, "Stupid Girl I hate you", and it was from LJ's text-messaging feature. Instead of a name though, it had a number. I was very surprised, a bit sad, but mostly fascinated. Could it be true, could somebody out there really hate me? I find it hard to believe I could inspire hate in somebody. Indifference, sure. Dislike wouldn't shock me. But hatred? It seems as though it would take a lot of work to stir that kind of passion. Apparently whoever sent it wanted to be anonymous, since there was no name. (feel free to chime in though, if it was you.)
It seems more likely that this would be a prank of some sort, but it's a strange one. Still, it's caught my attention. Hate! Why would anybody hate me? What could I have done? I'm thoughtless sometimes, but I'm rarely cruel, at least that's what I think.... is it possible that there is somebody out there who feels hatred toward me? I hope not, but it's captivating.
Also, now I've had Garbage's Stupid Girl running through my head. Not that I mind, it's a good song.