I have been going to the Chiropractor for a clicking knee and hip. I have some mild IT band, knee, hip issues that I am being proactive about treating before they sideline me completely. My clinic I go to is the local chiropractic university and I have both doctors and interns treating me at the same time. The doctor does all the adjustments, while the interns do a lot of the muscle work. I have been seeing some great results from my treatments. I love this place and the all of the providers are AWESOME.
This time, for whatever reason, my imagination got the best of me. I got into a conversation with one of the interns during my appointment. After our friendly small talk about the weather and what we did for Easter, the topic turned to running. As it turns out, she is an avid runner and has the body to match the title. I on the other hand, have almost 25 years of running under my belt except I do not have a runner's body, I have a body of a competitive Little Debbie eater. For whatever reason, I started getting depressed. My mind wandered and I would imagine what was REALLY going through her head.
When she was telling me about a new race in town, I kind of tuned and I was trying to read her true thoughts.... I bet she thinks that I am lying about being a runner. I bet she is laughing at me. I bet she is giggling about the fatty runner with all of the other doctors. She is just humoring me to talk about running. Then I jump back into the conversation and say "That sounds like a cool race, you will have to give me a report and maybe next year I will consider doing that one." OMG, was that an eyeroll???!!!
The conversation continued......
Me: You ran Grandma's marathon in 2006....so did I? Wasn't the heat a killer?
Imagination answer from intern: Yeah, fatso I run it every year and you look like you sweat eating Twinkies. I doubt that you have ever run around the block.
Real answer: Yes, it was a killer day. My time sucked and I got really sick.
Intern: Your quads are really in knots and your hip flexors are a mess. Have you been stretching?
Imagination question from intern: Hey fatty, did you ever think that if you lost a few lbs you wouldn't have to waste my time patching up your chubby ass.
Me: Yes, I do now. My years of never stretching has finally caught up to me.
Imaginations version of response: You bet your ass it has, you are too fat to run. Lard ass.
Real Answer: Let me show you a couple of new stretches that will get your hip flexors to release. I do these all the time.
Truthfully, I am not sure what sparked this, perhaps chocolate poisoning from Easter? Perhaps PMS? Whatever the reason....I was not myself. Like I said my imagination was working overtime and I am a bit more sane today. Those negative thoughts paid me back in a craptastic run last night. I guess I could say I learned my lesson.
Moral of the story: Do not let thoughts that other people may or MAY NOT be having ruin your day.