Down for the count :(

I'm honestly at a loss for words. Well obviously not, since I'm about to type a bunch.. but by hearing that expression, you know something big happened. This may not be "big" to other people but for me it's HUGE. I've been having foot/calf/heel pains now for about a week. They started off not so bad, able to run.. but now.. HORRIBLE. I step out of bed and ask myself if i'll even be able to make it to my car, or let alone.. downstairs. My mom, along with a few other people, think it's Plantar Fasciitis. I'm going to get it checked by a podiatrist on Friday. Of course, freaking out, I looked up the treatment/prognosis of Plantar Fasciitis (lets call it PF.. aka Permanently F**ked). Some people live with it for months, some years, some forever. Literally... I don't know what to do. I want to cry not only due to the pain but because WHAT?! I won't ever get to run.. ever..? :( This is just so bad. 

I've been doing all the stretches you're supposed to do for this PF. I GUESS they work.

Of course I still am not slacking in the gym. I'm trying to find different things that aren't high impact.. or any impact. That leaves me with the elliptical, which just reminds me of college girls who wear their hair down, not wanting to sweat but still "working out". I did it yesterday and basically tried to sprint and actually got a good workout, but I can't see myself doing that everyday. SO BORING. I want to run outside, look at trees, look at cars, sing to myself... UGH! I can't bring a freaking elliptical outside. I'm really really really realllllllllly praying this goes away like, tomorrow. 

Was God trying to tell me to give running a break? I can't :( 

No more miles to go.