Ah, life... Woke up early assuming, in my arrogance and craving, that I would be able to just go out and run 25km this morning. Nope. a quick trip to the bathroom proved uneventful, however, I put on my shoes, just to see if I could run without any problems and that was not good at all. Since that time I've been researching the injury and figuring out what exactly is going on.
Not much luck on what is going on, either a calf cramp that is going to take a few days, or a strain, not sure if it is a strain as all the medical research indicates it is not, i.e. not warm to the touch, no swelling. However, push off from the right leg is not really possible as there si a sharp pain in one small area of the leg and the whole thing radiates upward to the mid upper leg. I am engaged in ice mostly.
Well, I wrote of it before, some might say it is because I predicted my own demise, I prefer to think of it as all that arises does indeed cease. There only the thought that it will cease eventually, I don't think I will run tomorrow either. To meditate on this I've been looking out the window. This collage reminds me of impermanence.
Each day has a time stamp. As you can see fall is turning to winter, the leaves keep coming off the trees. Much like my leg, this too shall pass.
Not much luck on what is going on, either a calf cramp that is going to take a few days, or a strain, not sure if it is a strain as all the medical research indicates it is not, i.e. not warm to the touch, no swelling. However, push off from the right leg is not really possible as there si a sharp pain in one small area of the leg and the whole thing radiates upward to the mid upper leg. I am engaged in ice mostly.
Well, I wrote of it before, some might say it is because I predicted my own demise, I prefer to think of it as all that arises does indeed cease. There only the thought that it will cease eventually, I don't think I will run tomorrow either. To meditate on this I've been looking out the window. This collage reminds me of impermanence.
Each day has a time stamp. As you can see fall is turning to winter, the leaves keep coming off the trees. Much like my leg, this too shall pass.
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