In the three-plus weeks since I did the Valentine’s Day Dash 5K and ran about two of the 3.1 miles before my ankle gave out, I’ve not run at all.
But I have walked distances of four to seven miles almost daily, as well as spending time on the elliptical machine.
Walking will never do what running does for me. For one thing, I must watch what I eat more than ever now. For another, I don’t feel aerobically spent. And, walking takes much more time to go a significant distance.
But walking does have its upside. I have less pain in my ankle — I’m not pain-free, but walking down stairs is less of an issue. Also, I could never run every day; I certainly can walk every day, if there’s time.
Aside from all of this, I must say that with walking, I’m experiencing something else I never worried about when running: rocks in my shoe.
It seems that in almost every walk, in the first or second mile, I have to stop to empty my shoe of a tiny piece of gravel. Why is that? There is lots of gravel and little rocks on the hilly sidewalks and streets in my neighborhood, probably due to city workers dumping the stuff down in recent months to prevent pedestrians from falling in the snow and ice. What I don’t understand is why there is always a rock ending up in my shoe.
Not expecting an answer from anyone here. Just hoping that when I walk and maybe jog some the St. Patrick’s Day Dash and Mercer Island Half-Marathon in the next two weeks that I don’t have to stop and empty my shoe.
Late development: I’ve taken a break from the rocks in recent days to ride our stationary bike five to six miles at a time.
Till next time.