Dealing With Hip Pain (Part 1)

Hands up if you deal with hip pain after having kids 🙋‍♀️
This one is for you.

After kid 1 and 2, I really struggled with pain in my hips. Even when I was training 6 days a week (sometimes twice a day), the hip pain was there when I went hiking or snowshoeing.

During my pregnancy with kid 3 I started struggling with Symphisis Pubis Dysfunction (SPD). To sum it up, I felt like my pelvis was going to snap in half.

At the recommendation of friends who had been there, I sought out a physical therapist. Hannah Gray with Pelvic Health and Wellness gave me some really simple at-home exercises to strengthen my pelvic floor.

I did different variations of
🍑 Glute Bridges
🍑Squats
🧜‍♀️ Slutty Mermaids (I think normal people call these clam shells, but whatever...)

People.

This was life changing!
In May, I hiked a 14er and for the last mile I basically drug my leg and used my walking sticks as crutches.
Just 5 months later, I was running up the mountain chasing elk and was able to pack-out my own bull, pain free.

I truly believe this was the foundation for strengthing my hips and curing my pain. Next week I'll talk about how I changed my weight lifting routine.

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