A Little Setback
In a recent post I started my last statement with “If my hip holds out …”. Well, I spoke too soon. In the last week of April, I covered 21 miles including a 5K test run. I was able to complete 5K averaging just under 9:00 miles. Things were looking up for the Bolder Boulder. I just need a little more work at a faster pace.
Later that week my hip started getting achy. My last run that week was a 5 miler on a beautiful spring morning. By the afternoon, I could barely walk and was in a lot of pain on my right side. After 3 rest days, the discomfort was manageable, but I clearly could not run. Walking any sizeable distance was uncomfortable. The next 3 days were Strength Training, Indoor Cycling, and Strength Training. I was fine on the bike. I rode a 25-mile virtual route with very little discomfort in my hip. I felt okay in the afternoon.
So yesterday was one week from my last run. It was the first warm spring day since my last run, so I thought I’d give it a go and set out for 3-5 miles, depending on how my right hip felt. As is typical, discomfort while running was very manageable, a lot of times I had no discomfort at all. I struggled with my pace and heart rate more. It seems at I my age I lose fitness quickly if I don’t run at least every other day. I had to take several walking breaks but completed 5 miles. Shortly after I stopped, it was a repeat of one week ago. I had trouble just walking.
I did a lot a stretching and some trigger point massage, followed by a short rest on the couch. I had some obligations in the afternoon, so I had to be mobile, regardless of discomfort. I made it to the end of the day feeling okay, not great, but not terrible.
Today I woke up optimistic. I had some morning errands to run, so I had to get up and get going. On my way home, the sunshine and warm temperatures were calling me. I put hip discomfort aside, went through my warmup and stretching routine and headed out for a run. The warm temps forced me to take more walking breaks. But I did another five miles. I think I was trying to prove to myself that I could go out and run even if my brain was interpreting pain. I was glad that I did it. It was a mental hurdle I needed to conquer. Of course, I was in a lot of discomfort the rest of the day. Let’s see what tomorrow and the next day bring.
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