My left cheek hurts...

*Before reading, make sure you read blog post "The Winds of Change"*

Hi,

Interesting title right? Did I get punched in the face? Nope. Did bite down on a jawbreaker? No sir. Am I talking about a different cheek? DING.

My left glute has been absolutely killing me for the last week. That's right, I said it, glute. I didn't want to get much more crass that that because my grandmother reads this blog and in recent months she has taught me not to swear. Not only that but I have a 2 month old at home that doesn't need to hear anything other than fanny.

So here's the deal...as you might have noticed in my little info box, when I am not out selling houses, I really love running. Crazy right? How could I love something that to most, seems pretty boring. Hey, I love being outside, I love getting a workout and I love the feeling after a run that, even if I don't do anything else today, at least I got a run in and burned some calories.

Onto the story...Over the summer I went to a high altitude running camp in Mammoth Lakes, California. While I was running my behind started aching a little bit. I have been running for years, and I had never really experienced this sort of soreness before so I just kind of ignored it and assumed, with regular stretching, that it wouuld kind of dissapear. So I keep running through the camp and all the way through summer. Over the past 2 weeks it really started to get to me. I finally had to call the doctor see if we could figure out what was wrong. This was something that was starting to affect me on an everyday basis.

I saw him this morning and it turns out that the muscle is just extremely tight. That's it!! I thought he was going to tell me that my rear end was broken and I was going to need bum surgery. Nope, a tight muscle...

*Sidenote* Not often that someone tells you that you have a tight butt and you get bummed out.

So he stuck his elbow into the muscle and I could barely breathe I was in so much pain. Apparently, it's supposed to help but I guess we'll see in the next few days.

We are in the begining stages of getting the muscle loosened up but in the meantime, I had to go to work today. Thursday is usually a day when I go out with my dad and our friend Carol to check out the houses that have recently come on the market. So I got laughed at by my loving father as I limped around from house to house...I'm exaggerating a little but hey, it hurt.

So, what's the point of this story? I am getting old. Make sure you stretch. This is the new blog format people, love it or hate...hopefully it grows on you.


Conor