I dug the ‘ol Flamenco shoes out of the closet and decided to try them out on a few Youtube videos this morning. Amazingly enough, all that stomping around didn’t send me through the roof. Odd, huh?
I just couldn’t drag myself out of bed this morning to run. I keep having reoccurring memories of how painful it is just to walk the 5 feet to the bathroom every morning.
Dr. Romanov is right. There is a psychological component to this injury.