The past two weeks I’ve had a chance to really take stock of things. While my knee injury is pretty benign, as it has been healing up I realized something, I think my knee is going to hurt me for the rest of my life. While walking doesn’t hurt, I occasionally find myself twisting or turning and all of a sudden, crap, I get a really nice sharp Tourette’s intensity pain.
I know I won’t be satisfied sitting on the sidelines. This weekend I watched surfers charge head high waves, I wanted to grab my board. This morning Jim and I watched the NYC Marathon, I was ready to put on tights and shoes and log a few miles.
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