It's just a hop, skip and a limp
I had to run 40km to find out exactly how much damage my injury had caused.
Article: Candice Winterboer
After trying to ignore the pain in my knee for the past few weeks I finally took myself, and my knee, to the orthopedic surgeon.
Simply put, the cartilage under my knee cap is damaged. To decide how badly, I had to run 40km over the weekend and then revisit the knee guy to see how running affects the injury and determine if the damage could be permanent.
It is strange how the possibility of not being able to do something, even something you might not really want to do anyway, causes us to suddenly want to do it with every cell in our body. It's true that my social life would go back to normal and I'd have more time to surf and do those things which are taking a back seat at the moment, but then all the training I've already put in, and all the people I've told...
So I ran the 40km on the weekend. My knee actually felt the same, even after the fall I took down a flight of stairs on Monday morning. My stomach was in knots later in the day while I hopped onto the doctor's table, wondering how I'd handle being told I wouldn't be able to run the Comrades (which, by the way, the doctor referred to as a "stupid" race, discouraging me even further). After doing the regular poking and prodding he said, "o, when are you booking your ticket?" I could have cried, but I'm a big girl so instead I started babbling away about random nothingness (cementing in his head that this ditzy blonde has no hope in hell), and had to restrain myself from skipping out of his consulting room.
Well, this week I'm back to complaining about not surfing enough and getting flack from my friends for not going out as much and not drinking as much, but the relief I felt knowing that I would be able to do this "stupid" race, totally makes up for it!!
Comrades here I gratefully run...
- Women24