For some reason when I find out the name of my injury it makes the injury less scary.
This week my knee pain got a name, Patellofemoral Pain Syndrome. After countless MRIs, poking, prodding, and x-rays we finally have a diagnosis. It makes the pain less scary because now it is not just something in my head, with a diagnosis it makes it real. (Not that the pain wasn’t real before it’s just frustrating when your tests come back normal, people begin to wonder if you might be a little loopy.)
So now that we have a diagnosis that means we can move forward to treatment. Unfortunately I found out there really isn’t much we can do except strengthen and stretch. Which I’m good with, I also have to make sure I use solid form when I run and no deep knee bends for me.
The other unfortunate piece of information is this injury can be pretty debilitating. The doctor told me there are a number of Marines who get medically separated because of this type of knee pain.
So while I am super stoked with a diagnosis I have to be mindful and respect this type of pain. It sounds like it can impact my favorite things to do list. At least with a name, now we know what we are fixing.
I can start a plan for pain management and therapy. But I also have to be mindful that this type of injury has the potential to wreak havoc on the activities I love. But now that we have a name for the pain, we can stop diagnosing and start fixing.
It is really easy to claim you eat healthy but until you really keep track of the food you eat you can’t be too sure.
Jim had a recent trip to the doctor where he discovered yet again he has high cholesterol. He’s actually known this for years but to the doctor who looks at the blood work it is quite a discovery. So Jim gets advice to change his diet and start exercising. After this visit Jim did something different, he downloaded My Fitness Pal to start a food diary. He said that once he started writing down what he was eating it became a little harder to have junk food because now he is accountable. Since he’s started logging his food Jim’s lost 8 pounds, pretty impressive because he hasn’t increased his exercise.
Once Jim told me about it I decided to give it a try. While writing down what I eat didn’t steer me away from the Fruity Pebbles I did manage to stay away from the chocolate treats. So far I’ve learned I consume too much sodium and I need to increase my protein. And I have to agree with Jim I do feel more accountable now that I’m logging what I eat.
Now we both get to see if this helps us both stay mindful of what we eat during the holidays.
A few weeks ago I started running again. Now running is a slow and painful process. I am in the same spot as anyone new to running. Each time I go out now it’s just a mile.
Just a mile is a phrase that used to mean something very different than it does today. To a distance runner just a mile is a short distance, something close to a sprint. Today just a mile is a restriction, the distance I need to start with to build up strength in my legs and feet.
Today thousands of runners will pound the pavement along the streets of New York City. I will be watching the race on television, trying to find some running inspiration. I’m still unsure about my running future. But as I watch the race I will remember that each one of those runners (even the elite ones) had to start somewhere. It was probably with just a mile. I guess that’s not a bad place to start.