April 15, 2012 by Darlene McC
Just got back from my first training run since I hurt my hip. Oh, did I mention I hurt my hip? Yeah… I know I didn’t.
Just like any athlete, I’ve always been frustrated by injuries. You come to expect so much from your body that getting hurt pisses you off. But in the past few months it’s been like someone poured boiling water on that feeling: being hurt as a personal trainer sucks. You’ve spent months studying anatomy and movement patterns so you can help others work on their own bodies; but analyzing your own movement properly is nearly impossible, and we all know that strong-willed people don’t want to ask for help when it comes to something so intimate as the alignment of your joints. Cause I’m supposed to know what I’m doing, right!?
But here’s the trick: to really watch movement properly you have to be able to see it from all angles. To watch it. And my head is stuck at the top of my neck and there are only so many reflective surfaces on the west side bike path for me to check myself in (and hopefully not look narcissistic).
A little over a month ago my right hip started lighting up like a Christmas tree. To make a long story full of frustration short: I’m pretty sure a muscle in the front of my right hip is getting strained when I practice a certain kick and causing everything else in my hips to twist. Bummer. I have barely been able to train for weeks and it’s been killing me a little.
Fortunately I’ve got a few generous co-workers who’ve been helping and rest really is all it’s cracked up to be. So I’m on the mend and…
I’m 2 weeks away from my first race of the season, the Penny Harvest Run For Change. I did this race last year as part of the Something New experiment and feel it’s only fitting to return. Today was a hill run and, despite the steep climbs of the Bay Ridge, I still brought my time in under last years finish time. Looking forward to kicking the tires and lighting the fires 14 days from today!