On Monday My PT and the MD had a little pow wow. And Within a few minutes of my Physical Therapy Session, I crammed on my Saucony’s, and was ushered outside to the NTC soccer field.
I was a little afraid. I had not been out running in a long long time, and I was not really sure what was going to happen. My PT really showed his ability as a clinician, as he chose the soccer field for a variety of reasons.
It is flat, and forgiving, and unlike the treadmill, it does not create any problem with maybe dragging the leg back. (Hard to explain, and I can not find the right articles to link to).
Many surgeons recommend no one with a Labral tear train on the Treadmill ever again after the repair. My Surgeon thinks that is unrealistic.
In addition, he chose the field because there was no one out there, so no pressure to run fast, or look good etc. That was when he really showed his smarts about his job, as I would have felt some intense pressure to try to do “something” on the TM in the middle of the gym.
We stood there looking across the vast expanse of green and He said, “don’t be afraid” just go slow and see how you feel…
On Monday it felt OK.
I was in that bad of shape. I was allowed to run part way around the field doing
run walk intervals 1 min on, 1 min off. The weather was super fabulous, though it
felt as if there was a pretty stiff headwind, which was probably more of a
gentle breeze. Such is my fitness these days. I really did feel like I had
entirely lost every bit of cardio fitness I had.
Afterwards I finished up with PT. I have to admit, I was really really happy that I am finally jogging, or Yogging or whatever again. BUT…I was also thinking…
WTF! I can barely move!
I was actually very low key about the whole thing because, well it had not gone that great, and a lot of muscles in my lower legs started to hurt.
My Doctor had reminded me that even though I have been doing cardio, there are a lot of muscles used in running that are not used with the Elliptical or the stationary bike. He was right!
Today….MUCH MUCH Better!!!!!
I actually thought it might be worse. The PT kept saying, “Just do a few more and we’ll go outside” He said it was dangling a carrot in front of me. It was , but I would have done the workout no matter what, it is what is getting me stronger, and capable of trotting round that field.
The sun was out again and I remembered my sun glasses. I had adjusted my shoes so they were more comfortable. And for about 2 minutes there it felt like running. I have no idea on pace or anything, nor do I think it matters. It was just a perfect day to be out there, doing my thing.
I did a second lap and it felt a bit more difficult. At the end of it He asked if I felt like I was limping. I said “Yes”. In reality I didn’t exactly feel like I was limping, but I noticed that I was sort of having more difficulty sustaining the pace I had set for myself which was turtle slow. SO….when I have trouble maintaining a pace, I am probably limping, and I get to stop. Still, the little bit of running today has really whetted my appetite for more! I so appreciate him spending that time outside “supervising” me. My old PT flat out refused. He told me that was not part of his job! Interesting.
PT asked me today why I like running. I told him frankly, I don’t know. It’s been a constant in my life ever since I was a child, with my Dad being a distance runner, running crazy 70 mile weeks, it sort of gets in your blood. One of my earliest memories is being at a “fun run” and getting an “Honorable Mention” ribbon, as I didn’t place in any of the events~I was about 4 and an early reader, but not a great reader, as I thought it said “Horrible Mention” I cried and cried, and I just could not figure out why that college student was so smiley when she gave me this awful “Horrible to mention” ribbon!
Even after it was explained to me I was a little peeved. Did you ever get an Honorable Mention? Were you also Peeved?
Anyway…I’ve always done some sort of running. There was that break in there when I was a swimmer instead, due to parental wishes. My sister was an accomplished swimmer, so it was easier to have us both doing the swimming thing. Luckily in Swimming I did win a few more awards other than the Honorable Mentions.
We would go and cheer my Dad on as he ran Marathons…not that many, as he like me, got injured. I used to get pretty scared because he always looked sort of pale, sweaty and nearer to death than normal!
I ran in High school, but was terribly unserious, did not compete, and often got to the Orchard at the top of the Cross Country route, and sat down with a friend to eat an apple. Nothing like a Crisp Apple, picked right off a tree in Pennsylvania. In college, I actually gained some pounds, and ran to not be fat. In Nursing school, I ran because I wanted to fit into my darn ugly uniform pants. In grad School I ran for no good reason at all. Once I became a nurse, I ran for stress relief. I ran all over Africa. Really. I have run in so many places: Pennsylvania, Florida, North Carolina, New Mexico, Utah, New Hampshire, Rhode Island, Oregon, in the US. Outside of the US, I have run in Nigeria, Kenya, Liberia, and the Sudan. In fact the only foreign language “Phrase” that I know is Je’ vais a corrir dusumonde a la Airstrip Avec Mouton. (loosely translated I go to run slowly on the airstrip with sheep).
I still don’t really know why I do it. I think in part, it is like a meditation for me. The one time of day when everything except the running leaves my mind and I can focus only on breathing and footfall. Maybe. All the other Mumbo jumbo that people sprout about “Freedom” or “finding my inner child” have not yet cut it for me. I really wish I had a better answer. I was glad he accepted the “I don’t know answer” I was then able to shift into a discussion of my Dad, who is strange, and introduced me to the running thang. He asked his name, so I am pretty sure my Dad will be googled away, as he often is. I have a partly famous Dad..in some circles!
Of course I got a bright red face as I often do when running. Still it was a good Day.
Why do you like to run? Do you know exactly why? Who started your running?
My Only regret is that I am still Irritated by the whole fiasco that was my PT prior to this. I now need more visits, and we are attempting to get them approved. I reminded the manager in an acid tone that if the first PT had done his job properly, I would not be needing to go through this again. Manager finally said, well, what can I do to make this right for you? I told him frankly, I didn’t know. I want the original PT to give me a REAL apology, not just say the words and it would help if the Manager told me they would finish my therapy no matter what the approval situation was, as they are the ones that screwed things up. All I do now is worry about approval of visits, and what will happen if they aren’t approved. Original PT is off on his HoneyMoon, Thank Goodness he is gone for a while, so no apology forthcoming. It’s really clear to me that while i am getting better I’m not ready to decided on my own how to move forward. I need supervision.
So Yaaay For Running!!!! Yay for New, very thoughtful, professional and fun to be around Physical Therapist who actually does his job. and Yay for good weather. Boo on all the Insurance company issues.