For 13 glorious miles last night, I was sure that the mojo is back, I'm back in the saddle, things are going to be okay. Then just as I entered the 14th mile, the ball of my left foot started to ache a little. It felt like a bone bruise, not limp-inducing pain and although I knew it was in the same place as my foot pain from before, I wasn't too worried. But a seed of doubt had been planted, and it germinated overnight into what felt this morning like a full-blown relapse. I had to limp into work. It seems a little better now, but I don't know if running today is going to happen.
I'm just so frustrated right now.