Well after the Marathon, you know D and I went to drink. Richmond was special because we went out with V and E, and as a special bonus, D's best man B drove down to hang with us. We drank a lot and had a lot of fun.
Unfortunately, my groin was hurting something fierce. I ended the night early (like 11) and they all went out. Sunday, E and B left, and V, D, and I all went to Perly's for brunch. If you are in downtown Richmond, you should go. The food is delicious. V went to drive home after that.
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| Pierogies at Perly's |
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| Reuben at Perly's |
Which left D and me to go drink. I hobbled to the first brewery. We had beers.
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| Beers |
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Finally we went to a bar. When we got our fill there we walked to the hotel. The next day we drove back to Atlanta.
I hobbled all week, but seemed to get a little better. That may have also been to some strange virus both D and I got that resembled food poisoning but lasted 4 days. So over the weekend the only thing we did was go to the Atlanta Half-Marathon Packet Pickup, not Expo that was not in Atlanta. I won't go into it, but I did write the ATL HM people to let them know I was both disappointed having to drive 30 miles RT to another city where the race wasn't even going to be (thankfully, I read my emails or I would have had to drive 60 miles, RT), and the reason I find Expos beneficial. Anyways...
Monday- Wednesday were just going to work. Monday, I did call the doctor who said he could see me December 26th. Wednesday night, I wasn't sure I was going to be able to run the half on Thanksgiving, so I made a Pecan Pie Cheesecake (I would have made it anyway). We worked on cleaning the house since both of us had been sick the week before, and then went to bed.
Thanksgiving morning we drove to the race that is over by A's house. She wasn't doing it, but if you have read the blog, you know she lives relatively close to Turner field, which we do too, but if you are running 13.1 miles, you don't really want to walk 4 miles home, so we drove. Anyway we were really early, so we sat in the car. I got out once to go to the bathroom. Up until then, my leg felt fine. D didn't want to run. I told him to shut it. Finally it was 7:25 and it started at 7:30 (or maybe 7:55 with it starting at 8, I don't remember). So we started to the start line. For some reason, I decided to try out my leg. It was nagging while walking just a little. I went down the parking lot all of 5 feet, and knew I couldn't run on it. I started to cry. D said he would drive me home. I said I would wait in the car for him. He was already in the driver's seat with the car on, when I got in. We went home.
The Pecan Pie Cheesecake was really awesome.
So...I had called the doctor on Dec 1. He had an opening for Dec 8.Great, since I have a race on Dec 13. Dec.2, stepping out of the shower, I slipped on the tile and fell. I hit my head. I'm not really sure if I knocked myself out, because I don't know what time I took a shower. I do know it took me forever to get upright. But after that, my leg felt a lot better. Not really. But I keep telling myself that. Mostly, Dec 1-8 involved a lot of Advil...although on the 7th it might have been because of the Strong Beer Fest and the headache that was involved after. Dec.8 finally rolled around, and I went to see the Sports Doctor. We talked, and I showed him where my groin hurt. He was pretty sure it was an adductor strain and was thankful that I hadn't started my lifting regimen, yet. For shits and giggles, and because I was there, he took an X-ray of my pelvis. We looked at it. He goes, "You started hurting on Nov. 5? And then you ran a marathon?" I was like, "Yes. Why?" He pointed to the X-ray. He goes, "See this black line? That's a crack. Your pelvis is cracked. That's why your leg hurts." He called it an Inferior Pubic Ramus Stress Fracture (I think, since all I heard was Pubic Ramming). He looked at the rest of the Pelvis. The good news is that my hips look great, and the ball/socket joints look great.
So, "Doc, what does this mean? I have a race on Saturday." He said I could run the 5 miles, but after that no running for 4 weeks. And if it still hurt, to call him and I then would have to get a MRI. So he gave me a prescription for Celebrex and sent me on my way.
But seriously, a cracked pelvis????
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