In my six and a half years of blogging (…yikes?), I’ve realized that the best thing to say when you don’t have much to say is nothing at all. (This also goes for when you have nothing nice to say, but I like to think I have mostly nice things to say. Moving on.) Two weeks ago, I wrote about how my training has been derailed mostly by injury and a little bit by a cold.
Well, the cold is gone (hooray!), but the injury is not. Sigh. I admittedly pushed through a bit when I shouldn’t have, but I finally wizened up and stopped running. The problem is that I really, really, really, REALLY just love to run, and not running is so hard. About a week and a half ago, Eric and I headed to DC for his friend’s wedding – you better believe I had no intention of passing up running in DC! Eric gave me the side eye when I started packing my running clothes. “You’re not actually going to run, are you?” To which I replied, “I always have to be prepared to run!” …right? Right.
I did a solo run around some of the monument upon arrival to DC on Friday. It wasn’t my best run, it wasn’t my worst run. I could definitely feel some pain in my hip. I probably should have stopped running, but Eric’s friends were organizing a run for Saturday morning, and I couldn’t miss out on that! Everyone bailed except one guy, so we did another run around the monuments – my hip/groin definitely didn’t want to be out there, so I cut out after three miles.
And, well, that was the last time I ran. My groin was starting to hurt just walking around, and I hobbled up and down stairs…that can’t be a good thing. So I made an appointment with a sports medicine doctor, which was last Thursday. She moved my leg all around, made sure I didn’t have a hernia, watched me walk, and watched me jump and do one leg squats. Then she said, “Hmmm, well that’s interesting.” AKA not what I wanted to hear. She thought it was odd that I don’t have pain when you move my leg around (such as when laying on an exam table), but have pain when putting weight on the leg. To me, it would seem like this would be some sort of muscle issue related to stabilization or something, but what do I know. All I really wanted was maybe a prescription for physical therapy, but she ordered x-rays (which were negative, not surprising to any of us) and then an MRI…which I’m still waiting to hear the results of.
Also not surprisingly, the doctor told me to stop trying to run…and to take spin class and do pilates. Apparently my left butt is weak, per her quick assessment, and Pilates will help stabilize the hips…unstable hips could be the cause of pain in the groin. So I’ve been doing Pilates in my living room (those classes aren’t cheap around here, and I ironically cancelled my gym membership just before getting injured). Luckily it is finally getting nice in these parts of town, so I’ll hopefully be able to take my bike out shortly. But otherwise, I don’t know if I have any cardiovascular fitness left other than what I get from walking to/from work and walking around work all day. Oops.
I did find it interesting that she asked when my race was, and didn’t TOTALLY rule out running it. She did say, “Well, it is a marathon, so that might be a reach. If it was a half I think we could get you back and ready for it.” Of course, I don’t actually know what the problem is, but that’s fine. We’ll see.
The pain has definitely been much better over the past few days. I don’t notice any pain when I’m walking, and I can go up and down stairs without needing to turn sideways. (#thisisthirty) Yesterday, I was all, “I FEEL BETTER I WANT TO RUN” which Eric nicely told me not to – a few more days can only help, and trying to run too early can only hurt. Spring is finally here in NYC and not running is SO HARD. I just want to frolic through Central Park while yelling, “This is what we waited all winter for!” but alas, I cannot.
Hopefully soon, though. Stupid groin pain.
Just to soften the blow a bit, I’m heading up to Boston for the weekend to see Amy and cheer for everyone running! Today marks the second anniversary of the bombing, and I’ll admit I got a little teary eyed rereading the events and thoughts from that day. If I can’t run, I might as well cheer for everyone else! (But of course, I would love to get in a run along the Charles…)
Are you running Boston? Are you cheering? Let’s turn my frown upside down and give me your bib number so we can cheer for you! And maybe tell me your favorite Pilates and spin places in NYC…