I won't bore you with all the details, but my doc sent me for X-Ray on my hip and while waiting for the results, I went to see a sports med center for some treatment. It was clear to me (and the chiropractic doc) that I have a couple inflamed muscles around my right hip - Glute Med, which is an abductor and internal rotator of the hip. I can't remember the name of the other muscle, but it is around the front of the hip socket.
After finding the areas of concern, the doc performed some ART and electro therapy to lengthen the muscles. Not only are the problem areas inflamed, but the muscles are short and tight, so she will work to elongate and loosen.
I have not trained in 3 weeks and have IM 70.3 Muskoka in 2.5 weeks.
I'm having difficulty accepting that I have an injury and an even harder time seeing myself do anything of value at Muskoka. I am seriously considering a DNS. My 'A' race is Florida and I really don't want to screw things up for that trip so, I guess things will be day by day for now. The doc suggested that if I am better for Muskoka, to work against natural instinct and use the race as a real training day - ie: don't have any expectations and just go out and take it easy - stop if I need to, etc. That isn't my style, however - I only know 'GO'.
One thing I've learned by reading other's blogs is that 'motion is lotion' (I think I can credit The Captain for that one) and I intend, under the doc's counsel, to stay moving, but at shorter, easier distances. I have been going stir crazy and am anxious to get back out there. I've also gained 6 pounds in 3 weeks. Must be eating out of frustration.
I didn't blog much this summer, BUT I have to leave you with this - it is a reminder to all of us about the tenacity and perseverance triathletes possess - and right now, a good reminder to me to follow in my 8 year old's foot steps:
Background: photo taken at an "all-terrain' kids triathlon (Jessica's second). The bike was on a gravel road and at some point in the loop when she was out of sight, she crashed her bike at a decent speed. Other children stopped to see if she was ok and said they would send help. But Jessica actually got back on her bike, shook off her tears as she rode, and came into transition with a really bloody knee. She wasn't smiling, naturally, but she didn't stop for anything, went straight to her spot on the rack and started running for the 1.5K run. When she finished, reality hit and she started to cry again. Her knee was bad, but her hip was worse. She received an honorable mention during the awards about the spirit of triathlon and the fact she didn't give up. I needed to remind myself of this tenacity so I don't get sucked into a pity party and go lame on everyone. Time to get out there!