Nearly exactly one year ago, I had surgery to reattach all my hamstring tendons to my butt bone. This is also known as proximal hamstring reattachment surgery. Before I started writing this I was trying to do a little research to refresh my memory, though now that I've done the research, I have a hard time believing this is what actually happened.
I'm pretty sure it did, though. I believe I damaged my hamstring many years ago while doing speedwork on a treadmill. My big mistake was not resting and treating it correctly, so that many years later after a decline in my running and also while playing basketball, my hamstring(s. we have multiple different hamstring muscles!) gave up on everything and separated themselves from where they belonged. This is also what my test results from 1 year ago confirm.
The surgery took place on a Monday, and after that I had to stay home and barely move for two weeks. During quarantine times, this seems like not a big deal, but one year ago it was a huge deal. It was so huge a deal that I bought a Vespa immediately after the two weeks, because that time being immobilized was more than I wanted to endure in the future.
I feel very fortunate that I have recovered well, and am even running better than I have in a couple years. Wednesday was the actual anniversary, but I ran to celebrate it on Thursday. If it wasn't for a bootcamp I started on Monday, I would've been running to celebrate it every single day this week. Alas, life has all kinds of ideas about how we should be living it.
If I had to pick something to say in the year since surgery, it's that I hope you're finding as much joy in your ability to run as I have found in mine, however redeemed it may be.
