I’ve been good, like really good. Despite desperately wanting to, I haven’t run, not once. I’ve painstakingly crushed those urges and longings that fill me every time I lace up a pair of my sneakers, or read a Facebook post of a favourite running chick coming off a medal-worthy run, or see those head-to-toe Lululemon girls running down the boardwalk.
Why? Because Dear Physio told me to.
Early on in the pregnancy, when I was still dealing with the shoulder injury I got while running (you know, the night I found out I was pregnant) Dear Physio, who I swear has magic shooting through his fingertips, warned me that my already unstable hips would likely take a serious beating in childbirth, and if I wanted to run injury free, post pregnancy, I would be wise to heed his advice and make it a slow (and by slow, practically non-existent) comeback to the pavement.
As much as I didn’t want to listen to those words, as much as I wanted to fight them every step of the way, I did actually follow his advice, I really, really did. (Shocking, I know!) I haven’t run, I haven’t done anything beyond walking. But a princess, an impatient one at that, can only take so much. It’s been two months, surely that’s long enough, surely I can lace up my sneaks for reals now, surely.…
A visit to Dear Physio earlier this week shot those dreams to the ground. I went in for a realignment (thank you childbirth for completely messing my pelvis up) and one of the first things I said to him upon walking into his office was “Fix me up Dear Physio, these legs are itching to kick some pavement.” 😀
That didn’t go over so well.
Apparently two months isn’t long enough. Three months is the minimum, he said. Are you freaking kidding me? I tried to oppose him, I tried to prove him wrong, I listed off examples of the females out there who started back running practically seconds after giving birth. But Dear Physio was prepared. He fired back that those are the women making him rich. Dammit!
Looking at my running history, and all the times I’ve neglected to follow Dear Physio’s advice (Re: 2011 when I spent thousands of dollars on physio!), I’m thinking he might actually be on to something. So folks, it looks like I’ll be off the pavement for one more month 😦
2011: The year of stress fractures, butt bursitis, knee bursitis, ITB, alignment issues, and more.
But that doesn’t mean I don’t have a comeback plan in the works: There will be new running shoes in my future, and a few sports bras that can actually contain these milk jugs, oh yes, and the bike trainer will be coming out of storage, my abs will be getting a beating, and last but not least, these damn hips of mine will finally be strengthened.
Yep, I have 🙂