And finishing up “Mad Men.”
And doing stuff like this:
Yeah, I’m injured again. This time it’s the IT band on my right leg. I’m starting to feel like I’m doomed to injuries, honestly. I know it all stems from my glutes (specifically, my glute medius) not being as strong as they should be, but it’s frustrating because I’ve been consistently working on strengthening my hips since last December.
My IT started feeling tweaky after I took a barre class a week from last Friday. I had never been to this barre studio before, and was trying it out on a Class Pass free trial membership. Unlike in the barre class I took in Washington, DC (without any issue, I might add), I did a lot more pliés on tip-toes. My physical therapist explained that doing pliés with that much turn-out really loads the IT band, and that for my untrained legs it was just too much, too soon. He believes that it was barre–and not running–that caused my injury.
The good news is that my PT doesn’t think my injury is too serious because I caught it early and haven’t run on it since it started. I tried doing yoga the day after that barre classes but that aggravated it, so I haven’t done yoga again. I underwent a very painful but helpful massage a few days after the injury, and then followed up with a personal training session with Ruth, who still managed to kick my ass even with my gimpy leg. Other than that and some Myrtls, though, I haven’t exercised since last Tuesday.
Unless you count the foggy early-morning walk I took with Aimee last Thursday.
My symptoms are really mild now (it’s only sore if I really knead the area where my hamstring meets the back of my knee) and I’m confident my PT will give me to green light to try running when I return to him this week. I’m okay with resting and waiting in the meantime, though, because I don’t want to do anything to jeopardize training for the Chicago Marathon.
In other, non-running news, this past weekend was a big one in our family because my daughter went on pointe for the very first time!
It’s a huge deal because it represents the culmination of 7 years of dancing and the ending of being a little girl dancer. She is so excited.
So that’s what going on over here. I’m enjoying the R&R and thinking positive thoughts that this IT issue is a just a minor blip in my running.
And I’m desperately trying not to freak out about the impending Prosecco shortage.
How was your weekend? Have you ever battled a recurring running or sports injury? Have you ever heard of someone getting hurt by doing barre?