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caddymanIt’s been a week now and my right knee is still really sore when I go down stairs. It’s beginning to feel a bit sore (but not as bad by a long chalk) going upstairs. Because I am favouring my right, my left knee is beginning to creak, too.
I guess this is nature’s way of telling me to move to a low gravity planet, or just evolve flippers and go back to the oceans. Or I could try again, to ignore the siren call of the iced bun and try yet again to shed some tonnage. I am frankly unsure which of these three scenarios is the most plausible or practical option. But really: cake.1
Happily for me, I live and work in areas where there are no hills and walking along the flat as yet presents no additional problems to me poor belaboured pins. This means that if I can actually shed a couple of belt sizes, my knees may well perk up 2 and all will be well. I came to within an ace of achieving my initial target of being able to wear my leather jacket properly, butone too many snacks seems to have put paid to that at least temporarily. I guess it will be a bit harder over the winter, too.
Oh well; more effort required, I guess. In the meantime, I may hobble out at lunchtime and get a tub of ibuprofen…
1I actually don’t eat much cake. You should assume I use it as a marker for any food that makes life worth living, but which gives dieticians neck strain from frantically shaking their heads.
2Perky knees!
I guess this is nature’s way of telling me to move to a low gravity planet, or just evolve flippers and go back to the oceans. Or I could try again, to ignore the siren call of the iced bun and try yet again to shed some tonnage. I am frankly unsure which of these three scenarios is the most plausible or practical option. But really: cake.1
Happily for me, I live and work in areas where there are no hills and walking along the flat as yet presents no additional problems to me poor belaboured pins. This means that if I can actually shed a couple of belt sizes, my knees may well perk up 2 and all will be well. I came to within an ace of achieving my initial target of being able to wear my leather jacket properly, but
Oh well; more effort required, I guess. In the meantime, I may hobble out at lunchtime and get a tub of ibuprofen…
1I actually don’t eat much cake. You should assume I use it as a marker for any food that makes life worth living, but which gives dieticians neck strain from frantically shaking their heads.
2Perky knees!
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Date: 2011-09-13 01:22 pm (UTC)