From the Hip

My oncologist gave me a good once-over a few weeks ago, and he thinks I may have bursitis in my hip.

If I do have bursitis, my guess is that it was caused by my foray into run/walking (you run for 10-15 seconds out of every minute and walk the rest)—especially because I was doing it on joint-unfriendly pavement.

Of course the irony is that I was run/walking in the first place because I was trying to ease my way into an exercise routine. <sigh>

I had stopped run/walking many weeks before I saw the doctor (first because the air quality was so bad during LA's fire season, and then because my hip started acting up, and I didn't want to aggravate it). By the time my appointment rolled around, the pain had already begun to abate somewhat.

Nonetheless, my doctor prescribed a 10-day course of anti-inflammatories, which I finished on Sunday.

And . . .

I appear to be pain-free.

Hallelujah!

It looks like I'll be going back to walk/walking for the foreseeable future.

Oh, and to another night of sit-ups.