So, off to the seikotsuin (or better yet in English, the bonesetter's), who told me I do not have sciatica, but rather something going on with the hip and rotor joint... after poking and prodding and digging his thumbs into bits of bone I never realized existed. Ouch. Since my reaction to this kind of pain is to laugh (weird, I know), the poor osteopath was a bit bemused.
The verdict: no running for another 5 days, a series of stretches throughout the day, and another session of pokies (which thanks to Japanese insurance, it is only 1300 yen!).
Admittedly, I am currently hobbling about with the approximate grace of a drunk turtle (and the same speed), but the 'no running' bit is really hard. Exactly how am I supposed to get my endorphin fix?
This is what I get for signing up and looking foward to a race... even this gourd feels sorry for me!
It is actually painful to walk, and even shifting my weight can make me buckle. So I walk slooowly. And take the kakueki train so that I do not get jostled or leaned on, and maybe even get to sit. Which takes forever. And get up and turn carefully. Seriously, being injured takes up so much time!