I somehow hurt my foot last fall, playing kickball. The problem eventually just kind of went away, with the help of a new habit I took up, of going for long walks around town. But I was still a little leery about going for a run today, as the only tests of putting any real weight on my supposedly injured foot have been quick little darts across the street, and so on.
But, today, I ran from my door to Jefferson St, along 11th, walked for a bit, and then ran a lap of the path in Case Park, for a total running distance of perhaps a quarter of a mile. I intentionally took it easy, as the first week or so, I have decided, will be devoted to acclimating my body to the rigors of exercise, after two years of relative inactivity.
Another decision I have made, is that I will be eliminating fast food from my diet, and I will be generally avoiding beef.
It's all for the best.