Rehab, Alas, Is Not Funny

Fresh off my pretty good 10k yesterday I can report that I enthusiastically hopped out of bed this morning and immediately sank to my knees in agony. OK, it wasn’t that dramatic, but I’m hobbling around the house like Long John Silver with a hotfoot. So bye-bye training group! So long race schedule! Arrivederci running fitness! It’s back on the recovery train for this guy.

If history is any guide, it will be at least a two-week layoff, and perhaps more. The problem with this sort of injury is you never know when you’re actually better. You feel OK in the morning, you go out and run, you feel OK afterward, then you wake up the next morning numb below the knee.

In the meantime, I’m looking for a cross-training program that relies on hopping.

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