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Back in January I ran a marathon. And then I promptly injured my knee. I saw doctor after doctor after doctor. Most told me the same thing. Just wait it out, don’t run. I went to physical therapy, I cried my eyes out, I tried to deal with it, and I held my head high. I had faith that at some point things would turn around.
I finally was directed to a new doctor that I went to with a lot of skepticism and only a very small amount of hope. Over the next couple months he managed to completely erase my skepticism and replace it with hope and then satisfaction. I came out of my visits with him running.
I have a lot to say about him. I’m not quite ready to put it all into words, but I do have a lot to say. This morning I ran 3.5 blissful miles. I held a sub-9 minute pace and I felt fantastic. I didn’t feel like I was struggling and I had no pain. I’ve never been more humbled or full of gratitude than I am right now. For 7 agonizingly long months I have waited. I’ve gone on test runs only to come back home feeling defeated. I’ve tried out different forms of cardio or weight training only to come back unfulfilled. I’ve cried to Sean, I’ve complained to anyone that would listen, I’ve prayed, I’ve begged, and I’ve questioned what I’m doing.
However today I can quite confidently say I’M BACK.
Always get a second opinion. Or in my case a sixth. If I hadn’t believed that someone would fix me eventually I would probably still be sitting on the sidelines without a clue as to how to get to where I needed to be. And never underestimate the power of blogging. If it weren’t for this little blog that I’ve been doing an absolutely terrible job of maintaining over the past few weeks, I would have never connected with Lexy and if I hadn’t connected with Lexy I would have never gone to see her husband about my knee.
It may take a long time. It may feel like it’s completely hopeless. However if you go into it with enough determination, anything is possible. And it will be well worth the wait.