On the Mend.

Since my whirlwind Sunday race, my week has been great, honestly. Sure my leg is still messed up, but this has been the most promising injury I've experienced. That seems like an odd thing to say, but I say this in the sense that this injury has received the most authentic and raw diagnosis by doctors and therapists who are tackling it agressively with intention to have me up and running (literally) as soon as possible.

I've always enjoyed physiotherapy and rehab treatment not because of the help it provides to an injury but because of the typically relaxing nature of treatment where therapists poke, prode, massage and gently treat an injury until I usually run out of health insurance coverage. Although I'm sure my past treatments have helped heal my injuries and the ultrasounds did in fact break up some scar tissue, but I never truly beleived that physio was rehabilitating my injury as much as the doctor's promoted it would.

This time around, I've been frank and honest with my doctor (stating that I will not rest for long and given my job and my activity level, I have no intentions of not trying to run within the week) and luckly in return she has reciprocated with an aggressive treatment plan that will not baby or gently treat my leg, but instead let it flex, move, bend, twist and burn to its full capacity. I can walk and preform day to day task relatively pain free but its those random twist of the hips or thud of the foot and sends a lighting bolt of pain through my hamstring and which we are still waiting for results which explain why.

Until Friday, I will receive ART treatment and wear compression bands and suction devices while conditioning the muscle. An interesting explaining of ART can be found at http://www.psiottawa.com/services/activereleasetherapy/. Today, I was encouraged to try a few weighted squats (with a compression band on my leg) and tomorrow I will run, under supervision.

Sure a couple weeks of having my feet up with massage therapy sprinkled in would be nice, but nothing feels better than the doctor giving you a green light to hit the pavement again running. I say bring it on Doctor, bring it on!

Yours in health,
Jenna