Say it Loud, Say it Proud

Ignore my previous post.

I woke up this morning significantly more uncomfortable than I was yesterday. I knew I couldn't run today, even though I wanted to, when the first thing I did when I got out of bed was take an 800 milligram Motrin. I decided to go the doctor not beacause I couldn't handle the pain, but because I wanted whatever is wrong with my hip to be made well as quickly as possible so that I can run again. Soon. As in a couple of days. Or tomorrow.

I head to the doctor, he asks his questions, pokes my hip several times(which felt like someone poking a really tender bruise), does some crazy manipulations of my hips and informs me that "You can start running again in 4 to 6 weeks, maybe." Whaaaaaaat???? That was not what I wanted to hear! "The injury you have is caused by running, specifically increasing your distance or pace in too short an amount of time." Ha! I have increased my distance in the last two weeks and dropped my pace average by almost a minute! "I was doing so well" I tell him. "I am on a roll, this is going to totally screw it up!" I then began to negotiate with him about how I could get back to running sooner. Ice it? Elliptical? Stretching? What if I just run a little, or not as fast? And as I am trying get his permission to continue an activity which is making it painful to sit, much less run, then, my friends, I realize

I AM NOW OFFICALLY A RUNNER!