Thursday morning- April 17, I did a short 4+ mile run/walk. It was a painful experience but not unbearable. By Friday morning I felt OK. I went to physical therapy and got a little tune-up from Jon. Physical therapy goes something like this:
Me: "Is this supposed to hurt?"
Jody/Jon: "Yes."
I'm getting to like the EMS machine. (Electronic Muscle Stimulation) The EMS machine uses a mild electrical current to help strengthen and heal muscles. The feeling is sort of like a baby TASER. Being hit with a TASER is not fun. EMS is fun. I think I am nuts. I can understand why people like getting tattoos...
Trivia...
The muscle I've been having the most trouble with is the piriformis. The word "piriformis" is derived and contracted from the latin words for "pear shaped."
Piriformis: Pear shaped.
Me: Pear shaped.
Coincidence? I think not.
Just to make life more interesting, I think I might have a groin pull. I'm going to try to see a doctor today just to make sure it isn't something more serious. If it isn't I'll be at the starting line in Hopkinton tomorrow morning- And hopefully at the finish line in Boston sometime before dark. The last few days have been among the most stressful I can remember. I really just want to be on the road~ Once the gun goes off and we're moving, I'll be fine.
"Ninety percent of this game is fifty percent mental." I think Yogi Berra said that. Crappy math aside, there's a lot of truth to that statement. My head has been giving me more issues than my injuries. It's been impossible to think about much other than the marathon. I mean, there's really no pressure on me other than the pressure I put on myself. I think my thoughts would have been different if I hadn't gotten hurt so late in training. I know that all I can do is go out and give it my best effort and 'leave it on the road.'
The last new photo before the marathon is another one of Lindsay. Our team's pasta party was last night. Lindsey was one of the speakers. She told her cancer survival story to two hundred or so people. She didn't even seem nervous. When she finished, it was to a standing ovation. Lindsey is destined for great things~ She is my hero.
This marathon is dedicated to Lindsey Kimball.
This marathon is dedicated to Diana Golden-Brosnihan 1963-2001
This marathon is dedicated to my Dad, Jerry Lavine 1923-2003
Off to see about the doc~ I'll check in tomorrow after the marathon. Wish me luck! :o)
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Go Ben go!! Groin pulls, ass aches...what the hell? Everything is going to hurt tonight after you cross the finish line, so what's the difference?
Ben,
I was thinking about you this AM before I read your blog. I hope you were able to get out there and do what you've worked so hard to do. I'll be looking for the next post!
--Karen
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