The Hobble-along Kid

I went running again this morning and in the midst of my normal route felt a pang of electricity hit my lower back and shoot all the way through my hips. 'Uh oh, that's no good,' I thought to myself, but kept running hoping that it would work its way out. I ran about a mile when it was just too painful to continue and slowed to a hobble, which I maintained all the way home. I stretched and stretched and grimmaced and exclaimed in pain as little demons kicked me in the back and hips. Crap crap crap!!! What does this mean for the ride run? Well, I went to physical therapy today, am going tomorrow, am going to massage therapy tonight and am hoping to get a nice muscle relaxer (anybody else remembering the wedding scene from 16 Candles?) to take before bed. Everyone cross their fingers for me.