As if I didn’t have enough issues with April and just the realization I was getting older – along came a moment of “again, and now this” to deal with. The this being arthritis. And yeah, at 49 I am a little young for that.
So this story really probably started back in January or February (if not earlier) when my left hip started bothering me. I am mostly aware of how my body feels during and after working out – and I knew that the discomfort was something more than just post workout strain. But it wasn’t awful so I did some rest, some stretching and “worked through it.”
Some rest here, thinking about a running schedule (no more than every other day), lots of yoga and stretching and I’ll be OK. Then came time for a 5K race and a week of business travel right before it. In looking at my meeting schedule for the business trip and how it would lay out – a few days of running on the road, a short run in Vegas and I’d be lined up for the 5K.
So in Vegas the first day I could not get my hip loose enough to run. Not a problem. I’ll go a day off running and then do a long run the following day – the show I was at had a 4K associated so I signed up. Downside for me is a business need arose, so I had to skip the 4K and just run on a hotel treadmill. Although I was never comfortable, I got through three miles – enough to make me think a 5K 4 days later would be OK. So over the next 4 days I focused on stretching, strengthening and building up endurance (lots of really boring elliptical time).
Home, and then the event. It was a boardwalk and beach 5K. Three quarters of a mile down the boardwalk. Three quarters of a mile back up the beach and repeat. After the first leg I felt like my leg was going to collapse from under me – that would not be good. So I did something I haven’t done since I blew out my knee just about four years ago – I actually walked away.
I stopped my race knowing something was wrong. I made an appointment with a highly recommended hip specialist and the verdict was arthritis in my hip. No telling why it happened – I can guess a combination of catching for years, being over weight for years and just plain bad luck. But I have to deal with it.
And in my case the inflammation now is pretty bad – but I got through a 5K survival race over the weekend with the girls (and placed 7th in my age class (out of 42 entries)). But still I have to figure out how much I can push and when I have to take a break. I really want to play in a hockey tournament over Memorial Day weekend, and I will do the Tough Mudder in July. How much more I can do is an open question….
April is the month that keeps on giving. Bad memories, aging and now this…