Week after week, you keep trying different things to help it, to make it better. Normal activity with ice and ibuprofen. Light running. No running with different activities. It'll be fine, right? I mean, you think you're just being a baby about it, you just need to harden up a bit. Week after week. Then you finally realize it is not getting better and it's not going to get better without help.
I've put myself on a running hiatus since Myrtle Beach. This past Wednesday marked the end of the hiatus with a 10 minute run. I used this as a test. If things did not feel 100%, I was calling a sports doc.
So, I called the sports doc. The folks at Greenapple Sports and Wellness were kind enough to squeeze me in and fast! I ventured into the big city of Charlotte (well beyond my 2-exit bubble) where Dr. Cooper took some xrays and assessed what needed to be assessed. Great news! I'm not broken! Yes, my patella is riding near the outside of my knee, yes my IT band is tighter than Catwoman's cat suit and one of those two things is aggravating my "lateral femoral cutaneous nerve," which for the sake of this blog will be called the "cutie" nerve because I will never be able to remember nor spell that again. But, it's nothing that can't fixed with time and hard work. I can do that.
The moral of this story? If you have a knobby knee and are dressed in a cat suit, your cutie nerve is probably embarrassed and you must get everything fixed.