Monday, July 28, 2014
OK then, I'm going to contact a sport physio clinic.
It's been almost 2 months that my left leg/knee have been giving me grief and I've exhausted all the management techniques I know: gentle exercise on the elliptical, modified strength training routines, lots of stretching afterwards, lots of roller massage, changing up my heel heights during the day etc. etc. Doesn't seem to be a joint issue, more a muscle/tendon thingy but what do I know.
Yesterday when I realized I wasn't likely going to be comfortable walking 18 holes, we opted for a power cart: still made sure to do lots of walking actually from green to tee, to my ball and so on, but it was certainly less walking than the customary push cart routine. (The course would be about 6 miles long but of course golf is never "as the crow flies": especially my golf!)
It was a good decision; perfect temperature, sunny and breezy, I would have hated to miss it. But it helped solidify my growing sense that it's time to have this leg looked at by a professional . . . life is too short!!
I can hear the peregrine falcons flying over the house, such a distinctive call. They nested once again this summer in the heavily wooded park behind us, but a bit further away: I took my binoculars out last weekend and located them and now they're flying more as the chicks get older. I'll have to take my bird app and play the calls back to them!!