Now that my heel only hurts about 10% of the time, I'm back to gentle walking. I've had my plantar fasciitis one year exactly. Unhappy anniversary to me.
There was a bit of a glitch last weekend. I decided to walk over Mt Victoria to the Sunday food markets that are right next to Te Papa Tongarewa, the Museum of New Zealand. I used to do this walk at least once a week prior to my bad heel. Takes about an hour.
This time, however, I didn't know how well my heel would hold up, so I decided to drive my car as far as Evans Bay (3 kms from Miramar where I live) , and walk from there. I would bus back to my car from the markets.
I was as happy as a kid in muck on both the walk and the exploration of the markets.
I caught the bus home and didn't think to look in my garage till the following morning when - horrors! - who had stolen my car?
Yes, alright, you've figured it out....... I'd forgotten I had left my car at Evans Bay! The sitcom queen struck again.
Sunday market: Te Papa Museum in background
Chaffers Apartments posh-nosh markets (in the old Herd Street Post Office building) about100 metres from the vegetable market