Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Bum Gurgle Today!

I don't know what it was that I did over the weekend, possibly playing badminton on the lawn with my sixteen year old nephew for forty minutes, maybe yomping across the flat, hot Suffolk landscape whilst taking the dogs for a walk, but whatever it was, my left hip is currently in a state of severe agony.

It came on this afternoon, typically when I was at the furthest point out along the standard Dachshund stroll. This meant that I had to limp the two miles back home again, pausing every so often to go 'ow' and moan about the unfairness of life. I had been meaning to go for a run later on today, but that's out of the question now.

This isn't the first time my hips have misbehaved. I managed to do some unspecified damage to my right one about twenty years ago, when I was still in short trousers. I'd just headed out for a run along Aberdeen beach, made it around the corner and reached the garage where a previous dachshund used to coil one down every time he went past,* when something went 'click' - quite audibly and accompanied by quite unimaginable pain. At least that time I only had to hobble a hundred yards home. It took me many years to get over the injury - probably because being young I didn't take it very seriously.

old friends

Looking at my walking boots, I see that the problem could be that they need replacing. Even with orthopaedic insoles, I wear my shoes down on the outer edges of the heels with alarming speed. These boots are about two years old and cost just £15 at Makro, so they don't exactly owe me anything.

not much traction there

Ah well, I guess it's time for a new pair. Meantime, it looks like all that effort I put into getting back into shape has been a bit of a waste of time. If history is anything to go by I won't be running for a month.

Bugger.

* this was Drumnadrochit, otherwise known as Widdle - a tan, long-haired miniature dachshund of diminutive stature but legendary cussedness. He would always wait until we were walking past the open doors of this garage, preferably when the mechanics were all pausing for a tea break and chat, then hunker down on the pavement right in front of them. Lovely.

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1 Comments:

Blogger relvis said...

online dating Try using a pair that doesnt have so much cushion on the bottom.

June 09, 2008 1:17 pm  

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