Ouch!

Karma has conspired to again remind me that I'’m not as young as I used to be (but still think I am), as if I needed reminding. I'’ve adopted the standard resolution for a new year to attempt to lose some weight. When I was younger I could eat just about anything I wanted and didn'’t gain a pound, even if I wanted to. Others would tell me that that would change once I hit thirty; of course, I just laughed. Who'’s laughing now?

In order to accomplish my resolved goal for this year I'’ve stepped up my physical activity. This past weekend I was playing racquetball with a professor that I work with when suddenly a sharp pain shoots through my right hip down to my knee. Given where the pain was emanating from I was pretty confident I had just pulled a hip flexor muscle. I have occasionally had problems with my right hip flexor, even in my younger, more physically fit days. There were times when it would make its presence known during baseball and soccer games. But I'’ve never pulled it like I did this past weekend. The surprising thing is that five days after the fact, the injured area is still sore to the touch despite the hip flexor being buried under other muscles. I checked some sources to see what to do to rehab the muscle and it'’s not encouraging. Depending on the severity it could take anywhere from two weeks to six months! So much for racquetball for now...and possibly golfing, two miles walks in the neighborhood, sitting down without a nagging sensation in my hip....