Today, I went for my two-year X-Ray to see what is going on since hip replacement surgery. I had a right side job, ceramic into cross-linked poly on Dec. 2, 2016.
The surgeon didn’t look happy when he came into the room. I don’t know if he was at first messing with me or what, but then he said, “there is no change in the image from surgery date.” Which is wonderful news. He asked rhetorically, “…and you are not running, correct?”
Last year, this time when I began to talk about running, he cut me off and said, “don’t tell me anything I don’t want to hear.” He said it in a friendly and urgent way, so when he asked rhetorically this time, I said no words at all; speak no evil.
But of course I am running.
The X-Ray covers the entire width. so both hips. He said, “your left hip shows absolutely no signs of arthritis, it is clear the right one was a defect – congenital.”
Last time my genitals were conned….never mind.
So I beam with joy and come close to jumping up and down.
So anyway, Sunday, I shall run myself into a stupor; bonk city.
I have run my 10K loop at local lakes (9.74K) and I have been ever-so-gradually getting faster and faster by small margins. I ran the final 740m at 4:58/km pace in May or something like that and was really excited by that. It was new-old territory.
Well the other day I ran a 4:44 km followed by a 4:53 km and then a 4:31-paced final 140m.
I would like to break into the 30s again for 10K. A-goal would to match my 41-year-old self at 37:12, and my B-goal would be to just crack into the 30s. C-goal is age-grade matching – not even sure what that is. I am 52 now.