I’m sure doctors just LOOOOVE when I come to tell them what needs to be done. It doesn’t help that I research things to a great extent AND that I’m a nurse. I also know that it’s okay to be knowledgeable and the more you know about your body, the better you can help yourself.
Yesterday, I went to see my A.R.T. (Active Release Technique) doctor to get my muscles, mainly my adductors, worked on. My hip flexors/psoas were in great shape, so my stretching has been paying off. My right adductor was really painful but I felt wonderful after the whole ordeal. I also had him work on my shins and calves bilaterally because I had been having some tightness here and there. Surprisingly, my left one was a lot tighter than my right. I had him take a look at my hamstrings and he said, “They are good for you.” Apparently, to other runners they would not be good, but for me they are a pretty good improvement. I’ll take it.
We had this conversation as well:
Dr: What makes your adductors feel pain?
Me: When I increase my speed.
Dr: Stop doing that.
Me: That’s not what I want to hear.
Dr.: Just be glad you can run and finish a race without injury, you’ve come a long way.
Me: Can’t we work something out? How am I supposed to be faster?
Dr.: Don’t go for that PR, just finish.
I didn’t like this conversation, and since I have a goal to take 12 minutes off of my current half PR, I’m going to stretch, strengthen, and roll the hell out of my legs so that can happen. I will also be smart and listen to my body.
Ahhhh the tangled web we weave.
After my ART appointment, he told me I could do my 3 miles, but just run/walk for the day since he worked on so much. I did them… it sucked, but I did them.
Afterward, I went to a pharmaceutical drug company’s presentation at a very nice restaurant. We had an open tab at the bar and since I rarely drink, the 89 glasses of red wine that I drank left me feeling pretty tipsy. I will now present you with a bunch of fancy food pictures.
Boulevard Salad
The bottomless red wine and the “Extreme Housewife” drink.

And yes I ate all of it… except a few morsels of the New York Cheesecake.
Do you want to try or have you ever tried A.R.T.?






