OK, so that was not such a good idea.
I have been feeling better. Really I have.
My knee didn't hurt and my mysterious left foot ailment from the marathon faded away. The crisp morning air that greeted me each morning as I have been leaving for work seemed to beckon, "Jason, come out for a run...."
Why not? I thought. Maybe a short one.
So this morning I laced up my shoes for the first time in 12 days and hit the street, gently.
Well, within blocks I started feeling it in both my foot and my knee. Not bad, but enough to let me know that all still is not right. I cut it short and walked home.
I guess I am hard-headed, or maybe overly optimistic. Either way, now I am ready to take the advice.
More rest.
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