And then she went on the internet, talked to the physical therapists, talked to the trainer and decided that even though she had seen the top orthopedist in the area, that he was just being an ass and was wrong.
I plan on riding horses, working out AND being pain free. I have a history of overcoming things using alternative approaches (chemical/clinical depression runs in my family and I have overcome mine completely with no drugs) so this will be a piece of cake.
Saddle fitting tomorrow and I've researched and emailed the saddle fitter since it sounds like saddles with narrow twists may be more appropriate for me.
When I'm still riding five days a week AND working out AND not having pain, I have every intention of sending that orthopedist a thank you note. Nothing gets me mobilized more quickly than some jerk off telling me that I can't. So, thank you, mean 'ol orthopedist. Without your snobby, condescending attitude and your grim diagnosis, I might have just puttered around with working out and finding solutions. You have now just mobilized me into proving you absolutely wrong.