Time to give an update on the whole gimp factor.
The hand is getting better. I think I've figured out what repetitive motion is causing the tendinitis: mousing on the track pad of my MacBook. I put my thumb down on the button and mouse with my right hand. *sigh* I should probably dig out my external mouse and use that at home (it isn't an issue at the office - I use a mouse there). I should probably call physical therapy and see what kind of stretches I should be doing with it. Though "thumb stretching" makes me giggle and I don't know why.
The knee is another story. So... a little more than a month ago, I bought new sneakers. I went to one of the running stores that Team in Training recommended cause I wanted a good pair that would really fit my feet well. So, I went in, tried on some shoes. I kept telling the guy "I have orthotics. Prescription ones." But he said he didn't like to fit the shoes with the orthotics since the shoes are built to deal with pronation and such. The shoes were comfy, felt stable, and fit well, so I bought them. Wore them all over Europe. Got home, and the knee started acting up. Enter scene with the whole going to the doctor congrats on your tendinitis and bursitis thing.
After about four days of icing my leg and being pretty grouchy from the pain, I realized about the sneakers and the orthotics. So, the next day I got out my old shoes, put in the orthotics and *boom*. My leg felt better. Still hurt, but much better. The next day I put the orthotics in the new shoes. Not quite as good (since my feet are probably over compensated now), but still much better. So much so that I haven't had to ice it because of the pain and I keep forgetting to take my Advil.
I got these orthotics for the Portland Marathon. That was in 2002! I've had them for almost 5 years. No wonder my legs hurt without them! Duh! So, now I have to go Kaiser and see if I can get a new pair (cause, really, after 5 years these are pretty worn) and then I'll go get new shoes fitted WITH the orthotics.
So, that's a long way of saying, I still hurt, but I'm getting better. And I no longer look like Kaiser Soeze* when I walk down the street.
