Thursday, March 6, 2008

Role Reversal

I have a good knee and a bad knee. In most cases, both knees knew their place. Bad knee’s job was to be sore after long runs, click every so often when I walk, and require extra love and affection. Well, it seems that this is something that good knee has taken a liking to as well. I think that part of the reason is due to my busted up treadmill, but I think that mostly it is just due to all of the running in general. Well, since I just put down the $75 entry fee there is no way that I am not running. Especially since my dad is coming to visit. So, I’m going to tell my body to shove it and keep on plugging through.

I am fairly certain that my body is conspiring against me. If I wake up with bruises all over not knowing how they got there, I’m going to have to do something.