I've been going to physical therapy for almost three weeks now. Maybe, I don't remember when I started.
My Dr. cleared me recently to run less than 1 mile (and just today uncleared me). Yesterday Waffles and I ran far less than 1 mile. It felt so good for my body, except the GIANT cramp in my side, but my leg still hurt. It hurt less than it did when I ran 10 miles, but it still hurt.
Today when I went to see the Dr. she got to palpate (my new favorite word) my leg. She said my leg is a little squishy. Squishy = swollen. I KNEW something was wrong with it. I didn't think the whole thing could be just in my back. So, she spent close to 20 minutes massaging the heck out of my leg. It hurt. It's tender and I'm a softie. So, while I did something to my back that pinched a nerve... there's also my IT band. I feel like I am a big bag of mess. I'm only 24 and I feel like I'm 48. Yuck. There's nothing wrong with being 48, except that I AM NOT 48.
Anyway... hopefully we have found what is really wrong and we can go on making it better. She gives me exercises, I do them. We find ones that work, ones that I think are awesome, ones that kind of suck and ones that make my knee hurt worse. My favorite one has been the plank... and the one leg dead lift... which killed my knee but it was awesome. I have the best personal trainer ever.
Showing posts with label knee pain. Show all posts
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Monday, October 19, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
September 20, 2009
The countdown timer says 40 days. That's just over 6 weeks and I'm getting excited with a little bit of nervous mixed in.
Yesterday's run was insane. Starting at Kolb and Sunrise and going to Craycroft and Territory which then turned into a nightmare. There was this hill... I wish I would have gotten a picture. It was insane. Some might say deadly. I certainly would NOT have wanted to walk up it, let alone run. I ran up as much of the hill that I could. I did the first hill okay, then I got to the second hill and I ran up about 3/4 of it and then had to start walking. If there would not have been someone behind me, I would have sat down and cried. It was a great challenge, but wow. Territory went all the way until it hit Kolb again which wrapped around back to the Bashas' parking lot.
Mile 6-10 I had to repeat so many thoughts, mantras, positive sayings to myself outloud just to get going. At this point my knee was KILLING me. Through this whole journey, I have not felt pain while running. Never. I felt tired at one point, cement blocks another, vomited, but never pain. This week I had pain. I felt it. I grunted it. I mumbled it and almost screamed it. I never wanted to be the person that when cars or bikes went by, I had a grumpy face. I wanted to look happy because I chose to do this. For the last four miles, I think I probably had horns out of my head, a tail coming out my backside and smoke from my ears. I'm sure I was red, head to toe because I gave those drivers in their air conditioned vehicles the meanest/ saddest face I had. Not because I had a choice, but it's what was coming out so I would not scream. I had to finish. Exactly 2 hours after I started, I did finish.
Last night I iced and it felt good. I slept with my knee elevated. I stretched. Today occasionally there is some tightness, but overall, I am okay.
Usually I feel some soreness in my calves, but not this time. I feel like maybe I dreamed the whole thing. There's not actually any evidence that I ran 10 miles. Nothing on my ipod to show. I'm not starving like I usually am (except I had a HUGE breakfast). I'm not sore like normal and I don't even remember that much of the run. I am not proud like normal. For the first time, I only feel neutral. Maybe I could have done better, maybe not. I tried my hardest. For now, I will rest. Because that's what I'm supposed to do after a tough run.
Yesterday's run was insane. Starting at Kolb and Sunrise and going to Craycroft and Territory which then turned into a nightmare. There was this hill... I wish I would have gotten a picture. It was insane. Some might say deadly. I certainly would NOT have wanted to walk up it, let alone run. I ran up as much of the hill that I could. I did the first hill okay, then I got to the second hill and I ran up about 3/4 of it and then had to start walking. If there would not have been someone behind me, I would have sat down and cried. It was a great challenge, but wow. Territory went all the way until it hit Kolb again which wrapped around back to the Bashas' parking lot.
Mile 6-10 I had to repeat so many thoughts, mantras, positive sayings to myself outloud just to get going. At this point my knee was KILLING me. Through this whole journey, I have not felt pain while running. Never. I felt tired at one point, cement blocks another, vomited, but never pain. This week I had pain. I felt it. I grunted it. I mumbled it and almost screamed it. I never wanted to be the person that when cars or bikes went by, I had a grumpy face. I wanted to look happy because I chose to do this. For the last four miles, I think I probably had horns out of my head, a tail coming out my backside and smoke from my ears. I'm sure I was red, head to toe because I gave those drivers in their air conditioned vehicles the meanest/ saddest face I had. Not because I had a choice, but it's what was coming out so I would not scream. I had to finish. Exactly 2 hours after I started, I did finish.
Last night I iced and it felt good. I slept with my knee elevated. I stretched. Today occasionally there is some tightness, but overall, I am okay.
Usually I feel some soreness in my calves, but not this time. I feel like maybe I dreamed the whole thing. There's not actually any evidence that I ran 10 miles. Nothing on my ipod to show. I'm not starving like I usually am (except I had a HUGE breakfast). I'm not sore like normal and I don't even remember that much of the run. I am not proud like normal. For the first time, I only feel neutral. Maybe I could have done better, maybe not. I tried my hardest. For now, I will rest. Because that's what I'm supposed to do after a tough run.
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