Sunday, July 13, 2014

I Got My Run Analyzed. Bring on the GLUTES OF GLORY!

If you know me at all, you know that I have a tendency to injure (click here) myself (and here) pretty (and here) often(and here).(here too)  Most recently, I started experiencing pain that would start in my left hip and then settle a little more, uh, posteriorly.


Running had quite literally become a pain in the butt. 

Over the last couple of years, TriGuy has brought up his running guy whenever I would whine about mention some ache or pain. I would half-heartedly mumble something along the lines of:


And then I would hobble on my merry way.

TriGuy tried to encourage me when I said how it conflicted with my work schedule, by stating the benefits of getting my run analyzed.


So, when my hip/butt pain became too much in the spring, I finally called.  I scheduled the full running analysis, which includes videotaping of walking and running, and an EMG to see which muscles are activated.  I was booked for an appointment 2 months away, but I knew it would be worth the wait.

On June 2nd, I got to see the running guru.  They call him:


                     Why, you ask?


                      There you have it.

We exchanged pleasantries and then got down to business.

FYI, if you want to get a running assessment done, you should know the following:

In order to get an accurate picture of what strange things you're doing with your body, you're required to hang out in nothing but shorts and a sports bra (over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder optional for men).


Once the taping was done, we sat down to watch the video while reviewing my history.


I had to regularly remind myself that I chose to watch myself run.


Yep.  I CHOSE to watch myself run.


I continued on with my history.


CHOSE to watch myself run IN SLOW MOTION ON A VERY LARGE MONITOR.


Bruk took a deep breath before deciding how to answer me.


 Quick.  Like ripping off a band-aid.

 He asked if I would be ok with going back to see him because he saw some potential areas to work on.  I apparently don't use my butt at all when I run (or ever), so Bruk let me know he was putting me on a special program.  It's called:


That was the moment I decided to tell him that I have a blog, and that would be a perfect title for a post about this experience.



But(t), I'll save that visit for the next post.

UPCOMING POSTS: TRAINING, RACING, MY PATH TO GLUTES OF GLORY

* I changed her name to Jen since I haven't asked her if I can blog about her.


Monday, June 23, 2014

When it Comes to Running, Call Me the Rainmaker

And not like "I make it rain."


Go insane, go insane, throw some glitter, make it rain.

But like:


At least your flowers won't wilt.

So, suppose you have a beautiful day.



I will ruin it.



Of course it's not all bad.  Sometimes I get a delightfully cooling sprinkle as I run.


So refreshing.

Other times, however, it's not so pleasant.  And some of my friends have even had to suffer along with me.


Sorry Christy.

And now I'm training for a fall race!


My apologies to my local peeps.

UPCOMING POSTS: MY VISIT TO THE RUNNING GURU, BACK IN "LAS" REHAB



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