Last night, I gave my legs a good once over and then continued to work on my calves and quads for almost an hour. I felt marginally better this morning but rather than put things to the test I chose to walk around tentatively with crossed fingers. After work today, I also managed to sneak in with Jaymie McGowan, a physiotherapist and my new savior. She didn’t think my meniscus was bruised but rather that the kneecap wasn’t tracking properly (I believe there is a much more technical name but it escapes me at the moment).
The true test came 40’ after the session when I went out for my run. My knee was sore (acutely) for the first 2’-3’ but then the pain faded and I carried on. I slowly began to wind things up, and on a blustery evening when the skies were on the verge of opening up I experienced what was my most enjoyable run in weeks. For the first time in a long while, my right leg felt as if it was firing properly. And now, I’m eagerly anticipating tomorrow.
Monday: day off/core (scheduled)
Tuesday: steady 1:16:35