I’ve moved to the cold seat, after sitting on the hot seat most of this past week. I thought the heat would loosen the tightness in my hip, but following yesterday’s morning run the pain was unbearable. Oddly, it did not bother me while actually running, but rather due to stiffness after I sat doing my writing on the heating pad. I reluctantly placed a call to the chiropractor and set-up an appointment. I also took a pain pill my wife had leftover from her recent foot injury. Yes, we’re quite the pair, suffering from the toils of growing old. At least, we can share our medication. She also shared her cold with me.

It was this stubborn cough and cold that ultimately led to my hip discomfort. I originally thought the related congestion had settled in this Butt area that had caused me problems before. The chiropractor indicated that perhaps the violent coughing had also partially caused a minor dislocation of my hip. He put it back in place and recommended ice treatments rather than heat. This makes me really feel old, when my injuries are no longer just sports-related. It’s sad that my aging body is becoming so frail that I can’t even fight a simple cold. It’s literally kicking my Butt! 

I did cut-back to just the minimum mile-run this morning to maintain “The Streak” at 4,085 consecutive days. I felt a little light-headed from the overnight medication, but it helped me get a better night’s sleep. The critical I.U. basketball win over Minnesota also made me rest easier. Getting out of bed numerous times during the night continues to be a stiff and sore process. It’s still considerably more painful to sit or lie down than to be up on my feet, but I wanted to reduce the impact on my hip joint by temporarily cutting back the mileage. As soon as I got back to the apartment from running, I immediately put myself back on ice.