|My heavy-duty, hand-made, anti-pronation |
orthotics when new.
Marathon selected, check.
Running plan* established, check.
Met my podiatrist this week, my one-year-old orthotics in hand--well, in shoe. I figured it was time for a new pair. Our talk boiled down to this, "are you doing ok?" "Yep." "Assymptomatic**?" "Yep." "We'll make new orthotics if you really want, but there's not much reason to change." "Oh."
|My second set of orthotics, with two|
That was easy. Then we talked swimming.
Twenty-four days into marathon training: 42 miles run, 401 to go.
|A slice of my 2009 MRI.|
**Two years ago I had stress fractures in my tibias, crutches for months.