Now we're getting somewhere

The Podiatrist was a really nice guy. He started putting pieces together for me. Apparently I have flexible flat feet and something called equinus. In the end, this means orthotics. BUT, he's not just gonna slap some orthotics on my feet and call it good. He's going to wait until I have my video gait analysis done in August and use the pinpoint measurements that they come up with. I also have an unusual body tilt. My right shoulder is higher than my left and it comes forward farther than my left one does. Huh? I always knew I was defective...

Anyway, it's really good to be getting down to the bottom of this things. One other thing, he mentioned that I have really tight ankles, knees, and hips. Why was a Podiatrist checking out my hips? That probably explains the soft music, wine, and the flowers in the examining room...

One other thing. He looked at my shoes. He said they were perfect for me I just need beefed up support from some orthotics

I'm not a SMALL runner...

See that leg? The one holding my entire body weight? Yeah, um, about an inch up from my sock is where my latest stress fracture is.

Oh yeah...they're gonna do a bone density scan too.

The Doctor says...

I saw the bone doctor yesterday. Actually, I saw the bone doctor's PA. I have an appointment with a podiatrist on Monday and am scheduled for some blood work too. When I'm allowed to, these guys are gonna get me up in front of a video camera and do a gait analysis as well. Then we'll see what's going on with me bio-mechanically. I asked about doing the marathon if I keep my fitness up. He said he couldn't stop me but it might make more sense to get to the bottom of the stress fracture(s) issue before I start running long distances again. He encouraged me to continue riding and to get back in the pool as much as I wanted to.
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I often wonder what the value of a blog is if nobody reads it.

Today's Picture

At the park

Today exercise was play. I took my youngest two critters (children) to a local park. We tossed our bikes in the back of the van with the idea that we would ride part of the Kent Trail. I threw some juice and water in a cooler along with our helmets in the back just beneath the tires of the bikes. We could not have had a better time. My son loved the hills. It was fun to watch him work to climb them and listen to him whoop with delight as he zoomed down them. My four year old giggled over every bump in the trail as she rode along behind me. The kids wanted to take a play break so I sipped a water and read my book while they took turns climbing, jumping, and sliding on the play equipment at the park. After a while they coaxed my book out of hands and I pushed them on the swings. We hopped on our bikes again for about 15 minutes before calling it an afternoon. My son wants to go back again tomorrow...
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My two oldest girls are at Girl Scout Camp until Friday and I miss them.

They'll probably fight with each other all the way home.

They're sisters. That's what they do.

I took a few photos...

It's still not as interesting as writing about running...