Hamstring Reality

Worrying about my hamstring, I skipped my Tuesday morning run. On Wednesday evening, I ran a steady, somewhat speedy, 10K with Allison, Gerald, Kevin, and Adrienne, and I was in pain most of the way. The last kilometre was killer. I knew then that something had to be done. On Friday morning, I was forced to skip another run, but I had left a message with Maggy Ashby, my massage therapist. to see when she could fit me in. Maggy called on Friday morning and I grabbed a bus around noon to go see her. Friday had brought a huge dump of snow, and several buses had gotten stuck in the snow, so it took me quite a while to get to her place. It was worth the effort though because Maggy is amazing. She spent about half an hour taking me through various stretches, then put me on the table to try to work things out. It did feel a lot better when I left, but I had to walk several blocks through snowy streets to make it to the bus stop. And when I got home, I had no choice but to shovel the driveway. It took me about an hour and a half because there was so much snow. Not the best way to care for an injury. My hamstring did feel a lot better on Saturday though. And I did run 16K on Sunday morning. I was telling everyone about my miracle cure, but after I'd run about 3K, I realized I wasn't completely better. It hurt the most on the inclines and where the path was slippery. However, I could bear it, and I completed the run feeling much better than I had on Wednesday. I'm just going to try hard to keep up the stretches, holding them longer, and hope for the best.