Biting the bullet

Well, I'm heading to the doc on Saturday for a likely MRI of my left hip and referral to PT (and that nasty look all docs give you when they say "and no running," knowing full well that you aren't listening). I've been dreading it all week. But then, I've also been hopping around and trying to run through bad nerve-impinging pain. Two more months and I can rest a bit. Until then, it's 17 miles on Sunday.