I had a good run yesterday. A great run actually. 20 minutes on the roads, no pain afterwards, and no pain later in the evening, which is when it usually happens. I'm cautious not to get too excited or read too much into it, just as I shouldn't read too much into a crappy run. OK, here's the real truth, something I've distilled from months of pondering the fate of my hip-- it's simple-- I don't know what the heck is going to happen. I'm improving for now, and that is good. And if I improve much more, I'll probably be able to run what I would consider a satisfying amount. And that would be amazing. But it may not happen. or it may...... I do not know.
I need to temper my excitement because it usually makes me do something stupid. But right now I'm sick, so I'm safe for a few days at least. Good thing I don't have a marathon this weekend... Go Boston!!!
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A blog about my lame hip. I have a torn labrum. It's sort of a rare injury, and it's been difficult finding information. Here's an account of my surgery and my return to running. I hope some find the information useful.
About Me
- Rich
- Austin, TX
- “I don’t see how anyone related to me can run a marathon”, my Dad had told me. I couldn’t argue. I had inherited his short legs and flat feet, yet I was thinking about training for a marathon. My wife was pregnant, due in six months. And I was up to my eyeballs in pre-baby anxiety. So running a marathon didn’t sound all that crazy-- a healthy way to channel my nervous energy. I never intended to run much more than my first marathon, but thousands of miles later, and much to my surprise, running has become an obsession of mine.
I hope that my lame-ass hip is only a bump in the road on my running journey-- a fairly big bump, mind you, with evil-looking spikes-- but a bump nonetheless...
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