Goin' to the doctor and I'm gonna get better..

Yes, I finally did it.

After a couple of months of complaining loudly to anyone who would listen and to anyone who wouldn't,

and after a couple of months of becoming best friends with Advil,

and after a couple of months of climbing and climbing and climbing the stair machine at Gold's,

and after a couple of months of clean running shoes,

and after a couple of months of feeling like an 82 year old,

and after a couple of months of thinking it would just go away,

and after a couple of months of Bill telling me I needed to go see someone, I finally did it!

I made the call to The Sports Medicine Institute of Idaho.

I hope they are nice to me.

I hope they don't say I will never run again due to the unfixable damage I have incurred upon myself.

I hope they don't make me do hard stretches or strange contortions (Bill frowns upon hard stretches and strange contortions - he feels they hurt more than they help.)

I hope they don't want me to take heavy drugs - I'm a lightweight!

I hope they do give me good news.

I hope they make the pain that churns in my right butt cheek and radiates to my right hip and slinks its way down my right leg and causes me excruciating discomfort GO AWAY.

I hope my insurance pays for this.

I hope I will be whole once again.

Wish me luck.