Bad news………
Bad news today….I have been (self) diagnosed with the first ever case of terminal plantar fasciitis. My doctor says plantar fasciitis has a 100% survival rate, but I can see in her eyes that for me there is no cure, and I am going to die.
Regrets? Sure, but not what you think. Not over-training. Please. My big regret is a year ago when I asked the doc about amputation, and she shook her head. “Not within the algorithms for this diagnosis”, she said. I should have done what I offered then: to go out back to my shed and take a hand axe to my ankle. I’d be okay now, and not facing this death sentence.
Anyhow, my string has run out. I can’t say when I’ll go, but I have signed the “do not cortizone” papers. I have decided to let nature take its course, and though it will involve a lot of pain, at least I will at have my dignity.
I don’t know if there is a heaven. I am pretty sure, though, based on personal experience, that if there is any distance running going on in the afterlife it’s not in heaven, and that’s fine with me, because if I could simply run again I’d gladly go to hell.