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Six Months

Today is a sad day at Anouchka Talks.  Exactly six months ago, on November 19, was the last day I was able to run.  While I have seen some improvements since that time, I am still unable to train for any sort of competitive running.  Furthermore, my cardiovascular stamina has greatly suffered -as most aerobic activity has been aggravating on my knees- and I feel like I will have to start from before the proverbial "square one."

It has been a frustrating and downright depressing journey.  After stumping various specialists on the subject, I am at somewhat of a loss myself.  Last spring, I could happily pound the pavement for miles.  Now, sometimes I feel a painful CRUNCH in my knees just squatting down to tie my shoes.  I can't seem to wrap my mind around that...

"I am a cipher, a cipher wrapped in an enigma, smothered in secret sauce."*

Thank you, Jimmy James.

Sorry to be a whiny complainer.  I don't want to be like one of those old people who always moans and groans about their endless aches and pains (although I am starting to gain an appreciation for that!), but today is just sort of a major day in this whole saga.  I had hoped to be at least going for light 2-milers by this point.  Boo hoo.

Running has been like being in a bad relationship:
the more I give, the more it takes.
I can't seem to shake my bad habit.
*Sigh*

*Jimmy James, NewsRadio (1996)

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