Injured.

Disabled List.

Ouchies.

Bummed.

Two and a half weeks ago I woke up with a sore lower back. I decided to let it rest. It was getting better until I woke up on a Friday and it seized. I hobbled around my office for the rest of the day and made an appointment with my primary care. She asked some questions and then pushed on the sore spot and then bent me in all sorts of twisted positions.

Diagnosis: Muscle strain with a spasm

Treatment: Heat every few hours, Ibuprofen, no running

I can still hit up the elliptical, go swimming, and walk. I went away on a little vacation this weekend and did some swimming in the Long Island Sound. And I tried to go walking, but I was bored halfway through and decided my back was feeling better and maybe I was being a big baby. So I ran most of the 2 miles back. A few hours later I regretted it as the pain flared up again. For now, I’m listening to my body and my doctor and am not running until the pain is gone. I’m getting a little panicy about the half in October, but what’s the worst that could happen? I have to walk every 10 minutes. That would still mean I’d be running 90.9% of the race. Or maybe my back needs one more week of rest and then I’ll train hard and get through the whole race. Either way I’ve still got my eyes on the prize. And I promise to be back as soon as I can put together a run. Or maybe sooner if something really hilarious happens on the elliptical.

Hahahahaha. Nothing ever happens on the elliptical. That’s why it sucks.

Hearts and heating pads!