About that knee... and what CAN I do??

The knee felt great.  On Sunday, I ran a half mile warmup before lifting some weights.  So, on Monday, it made sense to run five miles.  On concrete.

Wrong answer.

I then proceeded to limp for the next two days.  But I listened to the advice I give my patients:  If you can't walk, then get in the pool.  So I got in the pool and I stretched and I swam.

The knee still aches, but it's better.  I know I need to not run for at least two weeks.  And this bums me out, and I could sit and stew on it and be mad.

Or I can look at it in a more positive way:  Here are all these days when I would have run, and now I have the opportunity to do something else.

Yesterday, I climbed up and down Sepulveda Boulevard for an hour on my bike.  That was fun.  Tomorrow morning I'm swimming in the open water.  On Sunday, a friend and I are doing a dance class.

It's all in how you look at things.  Were it not for an injured foot six years ago, I would have never dusted off my old mountain bike and I certainly never would have jumped into the pool to brush up on my freestyle stroke, and I never would have done my first triathlon, let alone the Ironman that I completed less than three weeks ago.

I can't run.  But there's so much else that I CAN do.