The good, the bad, and the not so in-shape...

There are different aspects to every endeavor in life. Some good, some bad, and about everything in-between. With fitness there are two key aspects that seem to exist, motivation and injury.

Motivation

I am beyond motivated. I want to run, hike, jog, skip and whatever else will get me there. I -really- want to go and be all awesomely in-shape to make the kiddies drool at the epic level of fitness I have attained. A level of fitness not seen since the era of the Gladiator. The lean muscle mass will glean under a sheen of sweat as I run to the beat of P!nk... Or whatever...

Injury

Unfortunately in the past I had Achilles tendinitis. An evil little inflammation of the Achilles tendon that causes pain when walking or running. This little inflammatory injury is currently the bane of my existence, as after my last run it has reared its nasty horned head. The pain of stepping seeks to thwart my lofty gladiatorial fitness goals. There will be no awe inspiring lean muscle mass to glean because I can't run when injured!

Solution?

Well I simply must slow down. It makes me so angry. Why, when I finally have the motivation to run my heart out, do I need to walk!? Somewhere out there some little devilish thing is laughing at my frustration. I know it. It is as though the desire to run a 5k has raised some nasty injury giving creature from the nethers of planet fitness. Well guess what?! I am armed with anti-inflammatory, ice, and the will to walk through it until I no longer have an inflamed tendon. Frustrating as not being able to run until I want to collapse will be, I will beat you. No evil injury giving bastard will get in the way of my delusions of grandeur!