When something bad happens, you have three choices: let it define you, let it destroy you, or let it strengthen you.
The heart of the difference is not ability or even talent, but desire
The purpose of life is to discover and develop your gift. The meaning of life comes from sharing your gift with others. - David Viscott
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Update on little boo-boo.
I went to see my favorite chiropractor today, John "magic hands" Foland. A quick low-down on the visit: basically this boiled down to a few separate things. Trochanteric bursitis is there and likely caused (not the first time) by the fact that my left leg is half-inch shorter. I got Graston on it and might do acupuncture and/or cortisone shot later at different medical site. He will also order a heel-raising support for left shoe to make up the leg length difference. The pain problem during flexing my left hip at the crease while flexing over (that bothers me the most because I am not sure why it happens) he suggested could be due to degenerating processes in my hip joint - what also could be because of leg difference, and I need to schedule x-ray and MRI to see if it holds true – I scheduled an appointment and will see OHSU sport medicine doctor on Friday for that, until then it's just a wild guess, arthritis type of thing I am not going to thi k about. The weakening/pain in lower leg is sciatica - when I injured hamstring, I tore to some extent piriformis muscle as well. Lisa Bliss was the first one to point it out when I emailed the description of an accident and how the pain radiated and where it hurt after. Recommended by her sportmed doctor Jarod diagnosed the same, but it was about 2 weeks after-fact. I had not paid attention to piriformis at all for some reason, only to hamstring, and when it begun to feel better, I thought that's it, healed. Whether when the tear happened, it damaged the sciatica nerve on the spot (I had same pathway of pain right the second of accident and later on); or because it lays right under piriformis, and when the scar tissue built up, it could pressure on sciatica nerve and give symptoms. Hard running ("my" hard) tightens the piriformis more and could pinch the nerve. This ailment needs trigger point massage, ultrasound, electrical steam and stretching - all done by Dr. Foland for starters along with sacra-iliac adjustment, and I made another appointment for next Wed. I will also be focusing on stretching the area more (gently) on my own and I promised to put ice on my rear – I know, it's basics of RICE, but since I rarely sit down, how do you expect me to walk around with ice pack on my a$s? Nothing is dangerous for life, all together is a pain in a butt, literally:) On a side note, all the medical terminology with Latin words sounds mighty sexy.
As usual, he didn't tell me to stop running, only to stretch before the run and ice after. Now this is a seriously big attempt for me to see doctors. I simply don't have time for them, even if I like them (and I definitely like John). I can run at 5 am, but I can't see a doctor, can I? And the rest of the day goes in a flash with work/kids/cooking/activities/whatever, but surely not driving to see a specialist (one car, one Mom for all). Besides, doctor's visits cost money, what means explaining unnecessary expenses to my family.
Anyhow, I don't think a report is in order on how my week went. I would just like to mention the highlight of it - Maple loop run with Gail in Forest park on Saturday as a time trial. We do this once in awhile. We decided to run every step of it (we both hold our "PR's" with 25% walk breaks on this loop), and we both blamed each other for the "nice" idea to do so. Gail is super-power on long inclines, and I still got some downhill skills. She pulled me for sure; as my legs were dead heavy after crazy weight routine at the gym on Friday night (I got yet another free pass to a local gym and just had to take advantage of it!). Lame excuse, so I just chugged along. I looked at my watch at half-point and realized we could do ok. Last 2 miles I took over the leading duty and pushed us hard (granted, last 2 miles are flat to downhill, but still, we hassled). I improved my time from 4 weeks ago by 10 min. Far from the best time, but a good starting point to gauge. Couldn't bend over after, but had a great time nevertheless. As I was leaving, Gail asked me – 25M next Saturday? – just as I was trying to make an excuse for not partnering up. I laughed – sure! Keep me honest, friend! Besides, my birthday present to her was a promise to train with her for WS100. Gotta keep my word, right? Really, it is awesome to be on the same page in so many areas. Better get ready: )
Last week totaled with 63 miles, and the month of January hit 261M. Oleg and Alex worked on building a fence around the property for the dog to be outside all weekend and are both sore today. Oleg even joined me for a yoga session Sunday night! I met with my co-RD Monika for some letters fine-tuning and budget crunching for the race, and we had a good time. I baked so much this weekend – trust me, I am not all that into baking, but lately my boys got into eating it, so I had no way to get out – and one of the cake (half of it, the best one!) Charlie got a hold of and ate it. Was I mad!!! I may never show such a talent again. Our neighbor is an acupuncturist, and I went to talk to him about all those pains. He offered to treat me right there, but I feel bad reaping him off, so am planning to stop by his office this week. I do hope he'll insist on his offer, but feel that I have to make an effort to go through official clinic. They are a great family though, very warm and nice. The weather had been unbelievably wonderful for the last 2 weeks in Portland, no rain and sunshine with 45F! A true blessing for OR winter. Next Sunday I am taking the boys to volunteer trailwork for Hagg race – I am excited to see some of my running buddies I only get to see at the races! I am still quite negative about running Hagg 50k this year myself, I am just not ready, but who knows, may be once I see the loop again I'll change (or may be once I SEE the loop again, I won't even think about coming back ever!). The clay-mud on the last third of the loop is crazy, really, every year, not matter the rain season.
That's all for now.