I need to run, run, to ease my mind. I need to find, find, some speed of some kind...
Oh, you can't hurry healing, you just have to wait...
Oh, healing don't come easy, it's a game of sit and wait...
You can't hurry healing, you just have to wait,
You gotta trust, give it time,
No matter how long it takes...
~Adapted from You Can't Hurry Love. Apologies to The Supremes and Phil Collins and the songwriters
I saw the orthopedic surgeon this week. It's been 10 weeks since my injuries and while he's pleased with how I'm feeling, the x-rays didn't show much progress with my healing. Remember, the x-rays always lag behind what is happening in real time. I also had to remind myself that healing isn't linear. I'm not worried that my fractures aren't healing, but still, it wasn't the news I was hoping for.
I did runfess to him that I've been trying out some short bursts of running. While he didn't tell me I couldn't do that, he did tell me that too much activity can slow down the healing process.
So no, I'm not cleared to return to running but I can continue to keep active with restraint. Patience is not one of my strengths. Between the overwhelming stress I'm feeling from work and my expanding waistline, I need to break a sweat. I'll go back in 6 weeks for repeat x-rays. In the meantime, I have plenty to do to keep myself active.