I don’t think I can make lemonade out of lemons quite they way Runner Susan can. She turned a 3 hour traffic jam, a full bladder and a missed race start into running an ultra marathon and getting a marathon medal but I digress. My particular brand of lemons come in the form of non-running, rather than running so there’s less to be done with them.
My lemons are known as ITB syndrome and it all started with a bicycle seat in the wrong position. I’ve been battling the demon for a couple of months and I finally got out the big guns and went to a physical therapist who treated it. We talked about training through the pain (a fairly common methodology for triathletes) and that just didn’t work. I tried to run off the bike and the pain was intense and I was defeated so he said he thought 6 weeks of rest along with some glute strengthening exercises he gave me would do it.
Excuse me – did you say 6 weeks?
Holy mother of God – I can’t NOT train for 6 weeks and oh, by the way, I have a race in 4 weeks.
But the gig was up – if I can’t run off the bike then I can’t very well do a triathlon so bu-bye Oceanside. You were a great idea a few months ago.
So where is the lemonade? I have a bunch of glute strengthening exercises to do and although they aren’t difficult and they aren’t too terribly painful to do my buns get really sore from them. I can also do core work as well as a little upper body work. So – in however many weeks I can hold out (I’m committed to 4 at this point) I will do my glute and ab hardening work and come out of this with a great butt and a six pack! Or a 4 pack! Or no pack at all but a nice flat, hard tummy. Just look at the physique in this picture of a person suffering ITBS. I think that says it all.
So there’s your lemonade. Or maybe it’s not lemonade – maybe’s just an Arnold Palmer because it will be a cold day in hell before my butt ever looks that good but it will look better and I loves me an Arnold Palmer (the drink, not the man) so, in the parlance of the 21st Century, it’s all good.