Runvy:
(noun) From the English language. A combination of run and envy. A feeling of discontent and jealousy over seeing someone else running, particularly when you can't.
And man, have I got the worst case of runvy ever.
Like, if I see someone running on my way home today, I may hit them with my car.
Ok, maybe not. But still...
(noun) From the English language. A combination of run and envy. A feeling of discontent and jealousy over seeing someone else running, particularly when you can't.
And man, have I got the worst case of runvy ever.
Like, if I see someone running on my way home today, I may hit them with my car.
Ok, maybe not. But still...
For those of you that have read my blog for awhile or even those who are newer, you may have noticed me complaining (READ: bitching and moaning) about having trouble with my knee. Well, my "knee" isnt' exactly an accurate statement. But that's approximately where the pain is, so we'll call it that.
Back in October, during Ragnar Tennessee, I tripped over a curb, like the clumsy, graceless animal that I am and did something to my knee. I thought, at the time, that with some rest and stopping running, it would get better.
But it didn't. I did some diagnosing on my own through google (Because I've watched medical tv shows and am PRACTICALLY a doctor, and therefore qualified to diagnose myself) and decided that my issue was with the lateral collateral ligament on the outside rear of my left knee. All the pictures pointed to that area and I thought, yupp, that's where my pain is! DONE!
And based on that diagnosis, decided it simply need more time off.
Fine, I won't run. and when I do run, I'll run less.
Turns out that plan worked for awhile, but when I started to try and add distance back in to my plan, the pain came back. BOO!!! I finally manned up and went and saw a Physical Therapist to figure out WTF was going on down there. turns out it wasn't my LCL afterall, but my hamstring, the lower, lower, lowest portion of it that actually connects below the knee. Who knew?!?! (Medical professionals, that's who. Clearly, someone should revoke my degree to practice medicine. Oh wait, I don't have one.)
Back in October, during Ragnar Tennessee, I tripped over a curb, like the clumsy, graceless animal that I am and did something to my knee. I thought, at the time, that with some rest and stopping running, it would get better.
But it didn't. I did some diagnosing on my own through google (Because I've watched medical tv shows and am PRACTICALLY a doctor, and therefore qualified to diagnose myself) and decided that my issue was with the lateral collateral ligament on the outside rear of my left knee. All the pictures pointed to that area and I thought, yupp, that's where my pain is! DONE!
And based on that diagnosis, decided it simply need more time off.
Fine, I won't run. and when I do run, I'll run less.
Turns out that plan worked for awhile, but when I started to try and add distance back in to my plan, the pain came back. BOO!!! I finally manned up and went and saw a Physical Therapist to figure out WTF was going on down there. turns out it wasn't my LCL afterall, but my hamstring, the lower, lower, lowest portion of it that actually connects below the knee. Who knew?!?! (Medical professionals, that's who. Clearly, someone should revoke my degree to practice medicine. Oh wait, I don't have one.)
Anyways, after some experimentation with massage and PT drills, I was still having pain and finally resorted to allowing the nice lady to stab me with needles under the guise of "treatment." She may be a sadist, I don't
know. I think secretly all PT's are a bit sadistic and anyone who's been to PT will agree with me.
And sadly, still the pain persists. I'm super frustrated. Beyond frustrated. My run Saturday was so short and miserable I wanted to stab people. I went to the dog park and on my way there I passed several other people out jogging and running and in general enjoying themselves and my only thought was "I hate you so, very, very, very much right now..."
Anyways, I just need to get that out there. Because, seriously, there needed to be a word for this. I know I'm not the only one who feels runvy.
In fact, I'm thinking of starting a support group... Who's with me?!!?
Anyways, I honestly cannot wait to be able to run pain free again. And hopefully that happens sooner rather than later... Or else you'll see me on the local news as "Woman with runvy drives car down local jogging path." Sigh...
#runlove, y'all...
(Especially if you can still run! LOVE IT!!! LOVE IT OR I WILL LOVE IT FOR YOU!!! I MUST LIVE VICARIOUSLY THROUGH YOUR RUNS!!!!)
Goodness, I need to chill... Maybe I should go for a run... Dangit... :(
know. I think secretly all PT's are a bit sadistic and anyone who's been to PT will agree with me.
And sadly, still the pain persists. I'm super frustrated. Beyond frustrated. My run Saturday was so short and miserable I wanted to stab people. I went to the dog park and on my way there I passed several other people out jogging and running and in general enjoying themselves and my only thought was "I hate you so, very, very, very much right now..."
Anyways, I just need to get that out there. Because, seriously, there needed to be a word for this. I know I'm not the only one who feels runvy.
In fact, I'm thinking of starting a support group... Who's with me?!!?
Anyways, I honestly cannot wait to be able to run pain free again. And hopefully that happens sooner rather than later... Or else you'll see me on the local news as "Woman with runvy drives car down local jogging path." Sigh...
#runlove, y'all...
(Especially if you can still run! LOVE IT!!! LOVE IT OR I WILL LOVE IT FOR YOU!!! I MUST LIVE VICARIOUSLY THROUGH YOUR RUNS!!!!)
Goodness, I need to chill... Maybe I should go for a run... Dangit... :(