I wanted to let you all know that tomorrow is hopefully my final physical therapy appointment. It’s the last of my second prescription of 6 appointments, anyway. I also have a follow-up with the Doctor next Monday, and I’m hoping that he doesn’t feel the need to offer more PT.
It’s been almost 2 weeks since I’ve run (if you count the .25 mile test run two Thursdays ago), and I am really looking forward to testing things out over the Thanksgiving holiday. Once I canceled the race, the therapist and I agreed that I shouldn’t run until after the last appointment this week, to make sure that there is plenty of time for any remaining inflammation to subside. I promise that I’ll take it easy to start—2-3 miles, every other day.
It’s been decided—I’m out of the half marathon. I canceled the hotel reservations last night. There will be no inaugural Rock ‘n’ Roll San Antonio Half Marathon for me.
It’s been nearly 6 weeks since the initial ITB flare-up, and after cutting back my mileage, taking extra time off, going to 7 physical therapy sessions, and getting some orthotics, I was not able to make it even 1/4 of a mile last night before the soreness on the outside of my right knee started up. And it wasn’t the dull ache sort of soreness that might’ve allowed me to continue. No, this was the increasingly sore with every step sort of soreness that told me the real sharp pain was coming soon.
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Ok, let’s forget for a moment that I am pissed as hell that Texas just lost to Texas Tech! And damnit Blake Gideon and your drop of what would have been a game-ending interception! Ok, Blake, I know you’re just a true freshman and you’ve had a surprisingly good season, but you probably left a shot at a national championship on the field when you dropped that ball. Of course I also realize that the team sucked ass for most of the game, but it was right there for the taking!
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