Inspiration

I think I need some.  I seem to have hit a blogging dry spell.  It's not that I don't have lots to write about, I just got a bit waylaid, and then didn't know where to pick up and get going again, and it just seemed easier to let things slide.  

I saw this story on the news last night. (sorry, you have to watch a commercial first)

       

Talk about inspiring.  Or maybe it's kind of depressing, comparing this active, gung-ho, fit, 93 year old to how I feel myself.  Remember all that running I did, training for the Sun Run.  Haven't done a run since.  And that is not because I didn't want to.  I had some trouble with my hip and knee a few days before the run. The day of, the hip was okay, and the knee, well I could feel it, but it wasn't painful.  It wasn't painful running on it, but the end result was that I had really messed something up.  I gave it some time,  a lot of time, and it didn't seem to be sorting itself out.  I mentioned it to my chiropractor, who couldn't find anything wrong with the knee, but worked on my hip.  That helped.  The next time I went, I told him it wasn't much better, and I was going to give in and go to the doctors.  He said to go to the physiotherapist instead.  So I did that.  The physiotherapist also determined that the problem was stemming from the hip area.  He gave me some stretches to do.  You know how that goes.  I was a bit hit and miss with those, but they did help quite a bit.  Even though my knee now feels much better when I'm walking on it, I need to get back into that stretching routine so that I can really get it sorted out and get back to running.  I need to keep thinking of Olga.