If you are a fanatical runner, especially if you are a guy, and prone to saying with a self-deprecating grin “I know I should stretch but…” Just cut it out. Stop making excuses and stretch or cross train or do something before you end up like the 60-year-old runners who land on my table with thigh muscles that are about as pliable and elastic as steel cables.
One of them was sure he was facing a hip replacement until his wife made him go to her Yoga class. Every month he comes to me marveling that anyone can do some of the things the teacher does. But he also exults that his back and hip have stopped hurting. I can pound on you forever but there is no substitute for people recruiting their own muscles.
Tonight he told me he was working bravely on the Lotus pose, which he has to do seated on a block, and that even so his knees, instead of lying obediently down on the floor or close to it, point more or less straight up.
“I will be doing the Tulip pose for quite a while yet,” he said.
I love people who hang in there.