The life of a pit crew is hard.
Few can live up to the demands.
With one week to Umstead, I continue to be plagued by Ummie's curse. I have been having GI issues since the Baltimore Marathon. After much prodding, poking, ultrasounds and CAT scans, and under duress, I submitted to an upper and lower GI endoscopy. The preparation was not the most enjoyable experience but it was something that I endured. The exam was easy because I was under general anesthesia. As far as the lower GI everything was OK. When the Doc looked at the upper he found a bunch of ulcers.
"You are an Ultra runner with bad knees… how much ibuprofen do you take?" I refused to answer by evoking my Fifth Amendment rights. But lesson learned. I will need to find something else to carry me through the mile from now on.
I had my 3000 mile check up with the Orthopod. There are three options for the knee –
I took the easy way out and went with the shot. After all it is race season. The shot was fairly quick and painless. I am to take 5 days off from running. Time to get back in the pool!
The Doc cautioned me that inactivity is the worst thing I can do. After the 5 days, I need to get on a strict weight routine for the legs. Rock hard Quads are needed to put off further damage.
Umstead is only 11 day away. Oh well at least one knee will feel good.