I haven’t written on here on a long time but it’s time to hoist the black flag and sail back into familiar waters. I need to apologize for vanishing. I went through a bad spell and had to abandon running. I haven’t liked who I have been since I stopped.
They say with Dystonia don’t run, maybe swim or walk. Don’t go to a chiropractor but maybe light stretching. I’m sorry but that is slow death. At the urging of my better half, I began going to a chiropractor. He is one who specializes in a technique called CLA which is supposedly one we can go to.
Here’s where it gets fun. A week and a half ago, he says as far as he is concerned, I am clear to start up again. Two days ago, he says if I want to run again, go to the gym. I say I’m ready but seem to find excuses not to start. This evening my better half asked if I was still planning on going and I am sitting there making one excuse after another.
Somewhere, I joined the pity party some of us with Dystonia have. I let the constant back ache wear me down. So as I sat there, I started missing that other me so bad I couldn’t stand it and off to the gym I went.
Going to the gym sounds like no big deal, but let me tell ya, in my case it is. All of us with Dystonia have it just a lil different on triggers and specific symptoms. I tend to wake up every morning with that whiplash feeling you have the day after a car wreck where you just ache head to toe. And some days it only goes downhill. Other days the spasms are in overload and I can think of only one way to describe the feeling. You’re in a 100 yard dash and crouched down waiting for the gun to go off. You have the adrenaline pumping ready to spring like a cheetah.
That is the best way I can describe how it feels daily. That doesn’t include when you have a torticollis moment and your ear and shoulder try to become one. Or your shoulder blades want to meet. Or when you get that neck spasm and have that odd Popeye looking grin.
Since I get the joy of that anyway, I took the big risk so many Dystonia sufferers cringe at and went to a chiropractor. And today I went back to the gym and no back pain, just overloaded endorphins and feeling good for a change. I’m scared to say this, but once it is in writing I can be held to it, so hear goes. By the time of the weekend for the Cowtown Marathon, I will be doing the 5k. There said it and now get to be held to it. I’m smiling just thinking about it.
The Jolly Runner