The past three weeks have been a bit of a struggle. My hip/groin have been sore and tight courtesy of Lapham Peak, causing me to run only off and on along with alternating bike workouts and days off. The soreness is fading away veeeeery sloooooooowly but it seems to be making progress as long as I don't overtrain. I'm trying not to worry about it. Simply being able to run this summer is a pretty good reason to be happy.
Despite the progress I've made, however, my body continues to rebel in the strangest of ways. Last night I decided to go out for a walk after a cold front passed through and the air temp had dropped to levels more comfortable than those in the apartment. Everything felt fine until I was about a mile away, when suddenly my entire right thigh began to ache. The pain covered my leg from the knee to the hip and was deep, like my quads, hamstring, knee, and groin were just tearing apart. I tried stretching and then just ignoring the sensation in the hopes that it would go away, but instead it only got worse. I ended up hobbling up Falls Road to 17th Avenue, where I caught Ash out walking the dog. We went over to his house to discuss our elaborate plans for halloween costumes (which are going to be amazing by the way) and my throbbing leg gradually settled down throughout the night. The entire episode was somewhat disturbing, but I really don't know why I should bother getting it checked out. I already know what the experts are going to say...that they don't know anything. I'm getting my sports physical in a couple of days though, so I'll probably bring it up anyway. Ranting about my body's issues makes the frustration more bearable even if it doesn't soothe the pain.
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