PF ... No not Changs

Not sure how many of you out there ever battled Plantar Fasciitis (PF). I think most know what it is and the problems it bring for those who have the issue. The plantar fascia is a thick fibrous band of connective tissue originating on the bottom surface of the calcaneus (heel bone) and extending along the sole of the foot towards the five toes. It can stop you from starting. I have battled it since December and tried rest, massage therapy, stretching, night splints, motion control running shoes (made the knee hurt), Cold therapy, I have orthotics, anti-inflammatory medications, rolled the foot on ice calls ad many more, but just can not shake it. I am thinking of taking the injection of corticosteroids, but hate that thought.

Anyone have advice. I know a big one is LOSE THE GUT but that is also hard when you limp from PF.

SO I continue to bike, walk and yoga to get batter balance. The yoga seems to help most. One thing that is really hard is standing on my feet for hours. So I know my tennis officiating is not good as I will be on my feet for 6-10 hours each day. I have assignments 8 out of the next 10 weekends with one of the off weekend volunteering at Surph the Murph. So I need to think of ways of minimizing the impact of standing all day as the weekend after an event I limp quite a bit for a few days.

Today at tennis I had a 12 year old boy really act up and made many of us frown at his behavior. I recalled a story I told him it to explain his behaviour. Then afterward, I felt little bad as with me not running as much I have been a little grumpy... These life lessons are there for us all, not just the junior players. I am sharing the story with you all and maybe you will use it on your own youth or get remined of the importance of controlled emotions and comments to others...

Enjoy...

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily, gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said "you have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one." You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. Make sure you control your temper the next time you are tempted to say something you will regret later.

Carry on my friends...