Sunday, February 12, 2023

Everybody Hurts

It's a set back. Hopefully a small one. 

A day after my seemingly great Saturday / 12º run I felt a bigger twinge in my left hip more than I had in the past. It was a problem with the Tuesday run where I said I failed miserably. Yes, some was due to not finding my breath, but the pain was there too. 

I have not run since then. 

I'll rephrase. I can't.  I've tried, but it hurts. 

Good / Bad News scenarios. 


Good News:  I saw this coming and got out ahead of it. For two weeks, I used YouTube exercises from physical therapy sites. But when that wasn't enough,  I called my orthopod and he got me into PT without even making me come out to see him. He's a mensch.  

Bad News:  it would take PT 3+ weeks to work me in.  The doc said "nooooooooo.......", 

Good News: so I found another location that was not convenient, but who could get me in. I got in Friday and maybe I'm on the road to recovery. 

Bad News is: I stumped the poor Physical The Rapist. 

As she took me back for my assessment, she clearly had to notice I was favouring a side (she did). We did a few things to assess my pain - balance on my left foot and hop 5 times.  I hopped once and said 'nope', we're dong with that.  Ouchie!!!!

Then she manipulated the fuck out of me in every position. Most of the time, I had no pain. Which is where I stumped her. Places / things / times of what she was doing, we both thought I'd say "ouchie", but they were few and far between. 

I'm not 100% sure she knows, but she did limit it to muscular and not joint pain. 

I think (?) that falls in the "Good News" section?

I have 59 year old joints. I don't want new ones that are manufactured in some hell hole a like Terre Haute factory that is owned by a faceless corporation who also makes bio-hazard materials, dry cleaning chemicals and chicken processing plant.  .....at least I don't want them yet.  And I don't want them now!

She says it is my IT bands at the hip.  And my hamstrings are SUPER tight. And my glutes are not.  In running, it should be the other way around - and it's not. So we have some stretches and training to do to get me reverse engineer this. Apparently it's all in the clench for the glutes, which I now do anytime I think about it. 

I have a 59 year old gay ass. Clenching the butt is counterintuitive................except near the end. So, now I gotta go relearn all that. 

So, for the next four weeks, I'll be seeing the rapist.  I am hoping to be pain free enough to run with the group next Saturday. I know I'll be skipping this upcoming Tuesday, but I'm not liking this. At all. 

I already feel like I'm behind but you know, I literally cannot run today, so I have to suck it up and make the most of it. I don't know what that means or how to achieve that, but............maybe I'll figger it out. 

I'm thinking Cortisone injections. I wonder what my doc would think of that. 



Song by:  R.E.M.

4 comments:

Raybeard said...

Oh shit! Nasty. Hope you can get things sorted pretty quick and be back to your normal, nimble, fleet self. Best o'luck!

Travel said...

Back in 2015 there seemed to be a lack of physical therapists here, and they kept changing jobs, jumping for $10,000 a year raises.

Old Lurker said...

Oh dear. It is time for you to heal. Don't jump back in too soon -- you aren't 58 anymore.

Calvin said...

The Rapist?!