I freely consulted with a local physical therapist who offered free consultations. She was competent and thorough, gave me some idea of what was going on with my bum foot, supplied me with a few exercises, and even gave me a pretty green resistance band (which I lost somewhere in Nebraska, harumph!)
And that was that. I did the exercises, I stopped wearing evil shoes, and eventually I was a running fool again. One follow-up call to the physical therapist and I haven't seen her since.
I felt a little guilty actually. My "condition" didn't require ongoing visits. I got all that stuff for free. I just felt I should offer something in exchange. Today, I finally did! Magnum!
He's been gimping around like an old man for some time now. Knee troubles. Like with my foot, there was no specific moment of injury he could tie down. It's just something that seemingly occurred over time. He's not really one to suffer in silence *ahem*, so I've been listening to him bat around different courses of action for some time now.
I don't remember if the physical therapist was my idea or his, but I told him he should go see the one I saw for the bum foot. I realized this could push me further down the guilt path if I referred him and his free consultation didn't prompt future visits.
He went today for free, and looks like he'll be going back all consuming. Yay, no longer a mooch!
The physical therapist even said she remembered me. I hope in a good way and not in a mooch-who-wears-wrong-shoes-then-uses-free-consultation-for-free-exercises-and-resistance-band-only-to-lose-it-in-Nebraska way.