I was just thinking, once again, that this year's Journal has devolved into one sad story. This year and the last have been filled with pain and more pain along with an ample dose of frustration. I'm certainly tired of it and I'm sure that any reader would be as well. I think I will open up last year's journal and see what was happening on this day a year ago.
Okay, the 25th was a Saturday in 2008 and apparently I was doing the very same thing I'm doing today, browsing my Journal.
It's close to 6 now and I'm feeling awake but not all that thrilled with the day. Of course it's the pain. And the fact that I may have made a mistake by reading through my journal for this year. I read where I first became aware that the pain was more than just a temporary setback to my marathon training. I called it Piriformis Syndrome because that was what I wanted it to be. It wasn't and that was back in March. And I read about the times that I had to wait to see a doctor. 3 months of simply waiting in 6 week segments. 6 weeks where nothing happened to improve my condition. An unknown condition? And more waiting, in 2 or 3 week segments this time.
Wow! March of 2008 was when I decided that I had Piriformis Syndrome and that was only after I had suffered from pain since when? Here's a clip from the first day of 2008.
Since it's the first day of the year, I suppose I should include a physical assessment. I know that last night, as I was putting on my pajamas, Laurae commented that I was certainly making a lot of noise with my groans of discomfort. Oops! It's true, stretching causes some pains in my joints, but I reassured her that although my body might be failing, my mind was still medium sharp.
And then in the middle of January…
I don't know why I'm feeling so sore today. I didn't do that much out of the ordinary, but I'm moving slow and painfully. Is this what old age is all about?
And just a few months before that, November 27th of 2007…
I ended up with a 24.5 minute time for the second half. That's 12.25 minute/miles and it felt pretty good. 4.68 miles total
In November of 2007 I was good, very good. I guess I could say that January of 2008 was the 'official' start of my pain and the beginning of my slide downhill to my present condition. I was looking for the account of my early morning race where I felt that I had actually done something bad to my body. I thought it was in December of 2007 but who knows. I do remember the event because I had been training and feeling as if I couldn't go very fast at all and had been disappointed by my time and the persistent pain I felt in my hip. It was a gray morning and I was walking back to my car when I saw a racewalker go by, on his way into the park. He was moving fairly fast and since racewalkers were and are rare sightings, I decided to chase after him. My goal was to catch up with him by the one mile marker. He had a good 50 yard head start so I had to pour it on to catch up. And I did. Right at the mile marker I caught up to him and then stopped to walk back. A long and painful walk back. I was very proud of myself and quite sore. That pain never went away.
It seems as if I'm closing in on the two year anniversary of my 'Pain' and it's painful results. What a trip this has been. A trip I certainly didn't want to take and one that I wish I could end on a happy note. I'm still looking for a repeat of the 12.25 minute/mile and I'm not giving up.
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