So Hilary was here, running the marathon, and it was very inspiring and fun. I keep making brief forays into the running world, and then conking out- but this time around I thought I would use the momentum generated by the weekend to really get going. However, before that can happen I must defeat The Stupid Knee.
Now, before you think I am just a whinny baby (Oh- I would run, if it weren’t for my knee, boohoo), I should say that several years ago I popped it right out of its socket falling out of a bunk bed, and it’s been a little wonky ever since.
However, this time I’m serious. Yes. This
time, I bought a watch. And I never own watches. So this time I must Do
It. And this time I’ve got my
knee’s number. I realized yesterday, as I limped along home, that I’ve
never actually hurt me knee while officially ‘running’. No! I aggravate my
knee all the time by doing *other* stupid knee things that are completely
unrelated to running- like sitting with it bent at uncomfortable angles,
or… just as an off hand example (ahem)… running across campus in flip
flops carrying my laptop…. Normally doing said things just makes my knee
hurt for a while, but it doesn’t interfere with my biking, so I don’t
care. But now, I may have to do something. And with that, I bring you
the knee guru.
posted at 10:26 on Thu, 01 Jun, 2006 |
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