I’d put my foot in my mouth, if it didn’t hurt so much.
That pesky knee pain didn’t let up, even with rest and ice (RICE, if you include propping my legs up on the couch with a 24.5 lb toddler sitting on my “cold knees.”), so I sucked it up and called the orthopedist. I assumed it’d take me, a new patient at this practice, a few weeks to get scheduled, but they set me up for an appointment on Monday, and I called the Friday before.
I agreed and decided I’d suck it up if he told me my pain was nothing more than overuse and overweight.
It isn’t. Part of me feels validated, but I’m mostly deflated.
My problems begin with biomechanics. That’s no surprise. I have ridiculously high arches and was supposed to start wearing molded orthotics about 10 years ago. I never did. Scheduling, apathy, whatever the reason, it doesn’t matter. What matters is I didn’t take care of myself then, and I’m paying for it now.
My high arches cause me to supinate – to walk/run on the outsides of my feet – which leaves my ankles underused and tight-muscled. My knees feel the effects of poor foot mechanics, and my knee caps also follow a C curve as they bend. The problems continue upward, but I’m thankful they currently stop at the knees (though past hip and back pain is also courtesy of my wonky biomechanics).
To boot, I now have bone bruises on my tibial plateaus on both legs and possible stress fractures, though those didn’t show up on Xray. If the pain doesn’t improve, I’ll go for an MRI for a better look and possible further diagnosis.
The first order of business is orthotics. I’m waiting on insurance approval. Second is rehabilitation exercises to address my biomechanic oddities. Along the way, my bruise/fracture will heal with time and rest, and I may be able to return to an attempt at running in 8-12 weeks, but not on the streets. I need to get further details on that, but seeing at it’s FOREVER away, I’m not concerned. As for now, I can only do the elliptical or stationary bicycle (neither of which I have current access to), or walking on the dreaded treadmill for no longer than 20 minutes every other day at no faster than 4 mph.
BRASSELFRAT, I say. The wind is out of my sails, but I do not want to give up. It’d be so easy to, to just throw up my hands and say I’m meant to read and not run, but human beings were not meant to be sedentary creatures, and I don’t want my children to think physical activity is only good for some people.
So I’m going to put my head down and push forward. I’m going to learn my exercises and figure out an aerobic activity that will help shed these extra pounds, to get me feeling better and stronger without breaking my spirit or my bank account.
And the bitterness over (possibly temporary) losing the efficiency and availability of running for fitness will subside.
Stopped at the library for 2 holds that came in & walked out with +3. I wanted more, but with 18 books at home, I held back.
Half birthdays count, too! #triplets
I don't think they'll mind me running at the park a few times a week. #triplets
Happy, red face! The trails are MUCH friendlier to my apparent lingering shin splints. I would've gone longer, but this is my 1st time on these trails, & I had NO clue where I was going. Next time!
Has atone bought these @yogabbagabba undies for their littles? Curious about sizing. I have 3 tiny hineys that Carter's 2-3 undies struggle to stay up on.
Mama can find time out ANYWHERE.
I can't imagine having #triplets before digital photography.
First @crocs! Wonderful service at the new @concordmillsnc store. #triplets
My froyo date is a little short & can't help but yell "ECHO!" in a good-acoustics store, but he's cute & a good kisser.
Look what came in the mail! #triplets
Genius. Their Greek yogurt was too thin with smashed strawberries, so I added "Super Letter" cereal, aka Alphabits with a Super Why box.
Southern belle. (Tutu count: 3.)
Tackle-hugs x3! #triplets
What, you don't wear your socks as mittens? #outcold #ERFing
Happy kiddos! #triplets
NAILED IT. ☀
Boo ya! I was 4 books behind, but I've rallied! Onto book No. 30! #ABeautifulMess #amreading
Because I'm a total lightweight & don't parent while even slightly drunk, & because I finally found plain sparkling water (not club soda) - fizzy, no-rum mojito water FTW!
Eleanor. She's currently my most challenging child - fearless, doesn't listen to "no" & is very attached to me. For all the frustrations, she is joy defined. This face!
OBNOXIOUS. I doubt this is relevant to Gone Girl's story, so why the conception distinction? Do you ever see an IVF-mention for the random next-door singleton baby? (If it is relevant, I'll apologize for my rant.)