Here it is. The bane of my existence… my IT BAND.
Mother. Of. Pearl. I HATE that sucker.
I ran a paltry 2.5 miles this morning. And now the band hurts again.
I know most people probably don’t know what an IT band is, nor do they care. I get that. But it has become such an annoying and painful injury for me.
My physical therapist calls it the “most frustrating running injury.” No kidding. This coming from a 27 year old elite male athlete training for the Hawaii Iron Man.
I hate him.
Okay, I don’t hate him. I do, however, feel a lot of animosity towards him and his young, healthy, elastic, stretchy non-painful IT band. Grr….
So now I can’t run. It have been sidelined since May 3rd.
I don’t belong to a gym so I don’t have access to an elliptical. I am gaining weight as we speak and all the cardio that I can squeeze in is on a 1967 Sears stationary bicycle that someone gave me a couple of years ago. Wonderful. Oh joy.
I’m feeling a little snarky this morning, does it show?