Sure, an ache and a pain here and there, some ice and a little ibuprofen now and again, a sore muscle and a tweaked ankle maybe once in a while, but that’s truly the extent of it. Over 6,000 miles and this ol’ “Body by Krispy Kreme” has been running strong. Blessed, indeed.
This past spring has been a season for building base mileage - gradually and according to the plan. However, in early May, I started experiencing a sharp, bruise-like sensation, smack-dab in the middle of my left gluteus maximus. The pain initially began several miles into the long runs, but after a few weeks it started creeping into the shorter ones as well. Even at night, it had become a real bother as I was settling into bed.
Having considered myself to be fairly knowledgeable of all things running, I'll admit that I was clueless; all I could think was, “What in the runner’s world universe is going on here?!” I had no idea this type of pain, in this particular location, was even possible. Was it serious, or would it simply go away? Should I run through it, or hold off a few weeks? Would a massage help, but even if it would, isn’t it kinda creepy to ask someone to rub back there for half an hour? What to do?
Well, a few more weeks of trying to run through it, and no luck. A few weeks off, and still no luck. Just as I was feeling more than a little concerned, a breakthrough. A little research, some light rehab, and an attempt at intelligent training runs, and I have found that there just might be a happy ending (pun intended) after all.
|My new best friend!|
Ultimately, I'm hopeful this is just another lesson learned in the journey of lessons learned, and the remainder of the summer will be relatively pain-free. But regardless, it is certainly a reminder that we don’t take each morning for granted (there will be a day that I can’t run, but it’s not today), and that the lack of total body conditioning, can be a real pain in the .....