Distance: 5.5 mi.
This is definitely a tale of two runs. First, there was the cold but comfortable first half in which I hit an old favorite trail, tackled one of the tougher hills in town and cruised through a park, all at an easy 8:15-8:30 pace. Then there was the second half… During which I developed a sharp, groin pull like pain, it got colder and darker, and I half ran, half limped the “back” portion of this out and back route in 9:30 to 10:00 pace. The result was a painful evening hobbling around and groaning every time I moved. An all too familiar sight lately that I’m sure my family is tired of. Then, mysteriously, the sharp “groin pull” pain subsided into a generally dull ache on Sunday.
Fast forward to today:
I had another doctors appointment with a sports medicine specialist. After more poking and prodding of my privates (I guess ONE doctor and an ultrasound worth of poking and prodding wasn’t enough…), he was torn between blaming it on my back and blaming it on my pelvis. He did a few other tests which kind of eliminated my back and then decided that the best way to know for sure was to do an MRI. So I go in tomorrow so we can finally (hopefully) find out what’s wrong with me. He did say, however, that I could continue to do whatever exercise I could tolerate, which, at this point, ain’t much. I’m thinking it may just be time to hibernate for the winter and snuggle down with my weights and treadmill for a while. Maybe hit the mountain biking trails when it’s nice outside… Because I am REALLY getting frustrated trying to keep up the longer distances. It just hurts too much.
Besides, if I’m going to be fondled and groped this much in the name of medicine, I should at least get a real diagnosis out of it…
… or a phone number
… or something.