Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Broke Back Update

Well, dear COG readers, I have good news and I have bad news about the back:

The good news? The pounding I'm taking at the chiropractor's office (hey, that actually sounds fun!) is working. I found out a few things about my bones that were news to me. For one, my left leg is about 9mm shorter than the left. My hips are twisted slightly so that they aren't square. And my #5 vertebrae is fused to my tail bone (apparently it is supposed to be free-moving). Since I started treatment, I can actually stand straighter, so that is a GOOD thing eh?

The bad news? I can't run for about another 3 or 4 weeks. Doctor wants me to give it a rest while he moves me bones around a bit. The worst part is that when he finally gives me the running green light, I need to start off on the treadmill to reduce the shock to my hips. Ugh.

So I'm going to go on an eating strike until the running is back on the calendar so I don't put on all the weight I lost in the past year. Wish me luck, and eat a few extra carbs for me!

-K

Monday, March 10, 2008

Feeling broken

I'm sure you are feeling a bit out of sorts today from the pre-emptive time change (feels like a premature ejaculation, Father Time get thee a Viagra); the long extended winter (Mother Nature, get thee a Xanax); and the (still) wacky presidential race (insert pun about Uncle Sam here).

To add insult to this myriad of injuries, I'm feeling broken and broke down. My chronic lower back problem has struck again. Not as bad as the famous Back Ache of 2006 (lower back muscles pull hip out of socket, did I mention we were in Mexico at the time? Fun stuff!), but a nuisance and inconvenience nonetheless.

As long time readers of COG know, I'm a fledgling runner that just passed my first running anniversary. I couldn't celebrate by running, however, due to the back pain. So this time I'm trying something different and seeking chiropractic help. I've never seen a chiropractor for anything before, and I do approach it with some skepticism, but desperate times call for desperate measures. And I'm developing a sneaking suspicion that these back troubles are some kind of structural problem with me.

So dear reader, cross your fingers...I find out Friday if they can fix Quasimodo...

-K