I miss running.
There… I said it. And it’s something I never ever ever thought I would say in my life — EVER — but it’s true!
A few weeks back (October 7 to be exact), I went out for a nice little run. It was less than 3 miles… in the park I usually run at on Mondays. No big deal. It felt like a really good run, actually. I had a good pace and I didn’t feel sore or tired. I only stopped when I did because I had to go pick up my daughter from her dance class.
The next night (after having a very normal, pain-free day), I went to sleep and at about 1AM I woke up to excruciating pain in my right knee…. so intense it actually woke me from my sleep! I tried stretching and rubbing and doing anything I could think of to make it go away, but nothing would help. I ended up icing it down and was able to sleep for a couple hours, but when I woke up I was still in terrible pain.
Well, me being the doctor-hater I am (sorry to any doctor’s reading this ..ha!) and having the worst insurance on the face of the earth and being on limited funds….. I decided to just try to take care of it myself and wait a while to see if the pain would go away. Fast forward one week and after taking it easy on my workouts, stretching it several times a day, using a foam roller religiously and taking some leftover prescription-strength Ibuprofen I had from some dental surgery a while back…. nothing. I was still in so much pain, especially when I would lie down at night, I could barely sleep and it was painful to even walk or sit. Not cool.
So I finally sucked it up and made an appointment with an orthopedist – a sports injury specialist. And of course (reason #10993 I hate doctors), the earliest I could get in to see her was ONE WEEK LATER. Sigh.
By the time I got in to see her, my pain had gotten a little better. I could sleep, at least, but bending my knee or squatting or getting out of a chair or car, or doing anything that kept my knee bent for any length of time was still really killing me. She ended up having me take a steroid pack and more Ibuprofen for a week and wanted me to come back 2 weeks later for a cortisone shot in the knee if things hadn’t improved.
Two weeks later, I’m back in her office… still in pain… but now the pain has gone from my knee all the way up through my quadriceps and hip, rear and lower back. AGH!! She decided a cortisone shot wouldn’t be appropriate, since the pain wasn’t localized any more, and referred me to a “physiotherapist” instead. Yes…. this is after a full month in pain and not much relief yet!
So now I’ve been going to this physiotherapist/chiropractor’s office for the past week, and I am feeling a lot less pain, but I still can’t run. And now the physiotherapist has found a whole slew of things wrong with me — from my neck to my upper and lower back, to my hips and leg. What started out as a pain in my knee has now turned in to a diagnosis that basically my entire body is falling apart! *sigh*
Check out these Xrays (just cuz I think Xrays are cool).
This first one is my lower back. The green is where things should be, and the red is where things actually are. Kind of explains why I’m always having lower back pain and sciatica.
Then this one is my neck. The person on the left has a “normal” neck. The one on the right is mine. I had no idea a neck was supposed to be curved, but my doctors say it is. And mine is straight. That is apparently not a good thing.
Anyway! So this long story is all to say…. I’m still in some serious pain and I haven’t been able to run in over a month now, and I really miss it. As much as I hate it while I’m doing it, I miss the great feeling I get when it’s over. I am actually jealous of the people I see running on the side of the road now. And my sweet husband has been trying to become a runner. I’m really happy he’s trying so hard, but it does bum me out when I see him tie up his shoes and head out in the mornings. 😦 And sadly, I actually signed up for my very first full-fledged 5k that’s next week and now I’m going to have to walk it. THAT SUCKS.
Ah well… enough of the pity party! A good friend of mine was hit by a car the other day while riding his bike and is in pretty critical condition at the hospital right now, so I feel like a huge, ungrateful baby even whining about such a small ailment as this. I am truly blessed to have the health I have. I just hope I can get back to 100% one of these days. And I promise I won’t complain about running any more if/when I do! You can hold me to that!