I’m T-minus four days for my race and my ability to think coherently is gone, so here are your bullet-points for the day:
- I (finally) got to see my Sports Doc and PT yesterday! I love them, in spite of the three week wait to get in. After a very thorough exam, the doctor explained that, yes, the problem is my IT, but not because it’s tight (like most IT injuries). Apparently my left hip abductor is weak, which causes my right hip to drop every time I take a step on my left leg (your hips should remain level when you walk or run). When my right hip drops, it pulls the left IT band taut, which is what’s causing the inflammation and pain. Okay, good to know! My PT gave me some exercises to work on the abductor, and both of them were cautiously optimistic about me running a great race on Sunday.
- It’s all about the ice, ice, baby. ding ding ding da-da ding ding Both the doctor and the PT said that pretty much the only thing that will help me between now and Sunday (because the abductor exercises are more for long-term recovery) is to ice my knee four or five times a day. Can I tell you how strange it feels to ice something that doesn’t hurt?!? But here I sit with a bag of blue ice and a dish towel around my leg, because I’m all about maximizing my potential.
- I have a serious case of race week paranoia. When my kids come to kiss me, I skitter my feet back so they don’t accidentally step on me. When The Hubs hugs me, I worry that he’s going to break my ribs. While out for my run yesterday, every crack in the sidewalk loomed like a canyon, waiting to trip me. I’m deathly afraid of my cat or my dog jumping on me – I’m not sure how much damage a 9-pound cat or a 16-pound dog could do, but it freaks me out anyway.
I hope you’re having a great week – Happy Whatever-Day-it-is-that’s-Not-Quite-Race-Day!