The Personal Cook and I had lunch plans and we decided to take bikes.
I figured this would be a good test to see how bad the leg/butt/hip really was. I actually thought I would be okay.
Not so much.
And when the PC saw my eyes fill up with tears over Mike Isabella's chicken thighs in a pepperoni sauce at Graffiato, he knew they were not tears of joy.
I am trying really REALLY hard not to panic. I have emailed my Coach. I am going back to the ART Dr today at 4. I have an appointment with a PT (my normal PT is on vaca until mid Sept...) tomorrow at 3. I am freezing my butt, literally - I am sitting on an ice pack. And I have taken a few more Motrin. I am also thinking about my LAST long ride/run I am supposed to do this weekend. And really hoping the past 5 months haven't been for nothing.
$H*T!
2 comments:
Thinking of you. Luckily, ART is like magic. I'm sure you'll feel better after your appointments today and tomorrow. Good luck!
You are living my biggest fear! I have been babying an Achilles issue--just crossing my fingers that I can make it to the start line and the finish line.
You have already put a lot of currency in the bank. Trust your coach and your training and work on solving this problem!
Thinking of you..Stephanie
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