Finding Nuno: The Sequel

PT appointment #4 today with PT guy "Nuno." I immediately decided to ask him the million dollar question: "Will I be able to run in the New York City Half Marathon four weeks from Sunday?" Before I tell you his answer, I'll tell you all the boring details of my PT session. If the suspense is killing you, then feel free to skip the boring details of my PT session. PT session was the same stuff he's been doing. Ultrasound followed by groin area kneading. Once again, no major pain to report. Woo-Hoo! He followed the groin area attack by stretching my legs for me as I lay on the PT table. He made comments like "Good" and "OK" while he was stretching me out. I guess "Good" and "OK" mean I'm progressing. I asked him about my right leg being pathetically less flexible than my left leg, and his response surprised me. Since I favor my right leg and use it more than my left, it gets tighter. I've noticed a significant difference while running the past few months, where it felt like my left leg was just kinda along for the run, and not contributing much. That and mt groin pain was why I went to my doctor, and ended up finding Nuno. I questioned why if I use my right leg more then why is it tighter? He said it's from the muscles contracting and some other technical stuff that I should remember from my OT days but don't. After stretching out my legs, I was done. I didn't get to see "Dave" the gym dude after all. I didn't question why, since (confession here) I was still feeling the after-affects of consuming too many $2 Bud Lights at SportsHaven last night. So the last thing I wanted to do was go in the gym and demonstrate how weak and tired this 53 year old guy was. My next appointment is Monday, so I'm assuming I'll be going in the gym then. Note to self: Get a good night's sleep Sunday night.

*NUNO'S RESPONSE: Nuno wasn't poker faced today. He actually smiled, and his response was a simple "Yes." Of course I wasn't sure I had heard him correctly, so I said "Really?" He once again said "Yes." It's amazing how such a short conversation could have such a powerful meaning. Powerful enough that I got goosebumps while driving home and thinking about it. Powerful enough that I get choked-up just writing about it. Yes, I threw that statement out there, knowing that not only you guys will be reading it, but also my wife and her co-worker who apparently are not-so-secret readers of my blog. I don't care. I'm going to be able to run in the NY City Half Marathon on March 21st, and I'm damn proud and emotional about it. One problem: I forgot to ask Nuno when I can actually start running again. I guess I'd better ask him that question on Monday. P.S. Welcome new Followers jkaiser, L.B., EZEthan, and Brandi.