Lord knows I'm trying.
Both Tuesday and tonight I set out to run my paltry two miles called for by my ramp up plan.
Tuesday, I made it to 1.65 before I stopped. Tonight I ran all the way through.
But.
Not without pain.
I described what I was feeling to a close friend, who had to have a meniscal tear repaired, and asked what he would do.
I would want to know exactly what's wrong. And, then how to fix it.
Yes....
The only way to know exactly what's wrong is an MRI.
I have another PT appointment scheduled for next Wednesday. I'll be slated to run this Saturday and Monday; if the pain doesn't subside, I suppose I'll have to start moving toward a more comprehensive diagnosis.
But I'm really hoping, wishing, praying that I won't have to. That Saturday morning when I head out that door my right knee will feel exactly like my left knee.
And I can get back to the business of running without distraction.
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