Two weeks ago I did my knee in. My left one this time. I'm almost to embarrassed to say how. Oh sod it, I'll tell you. I sat on the lav too long and somehow got my left leg twisted underneath me, so when I got up I felt this 'pull' just above the kneecap. I thought at the time: "that's going to be a problem" and it was. A big problem. Over the next few days, that patch of muscle and ligament ballooned up and became super stiff and painful.
The diagnosis was swift. I had succumbed to Old Man's Knee once again.
There's not much you can do about OMK (other than invent a time machine) so you just have to wait for the thing to go away. The last time I took my other knee to the physio (the excellent Terry Newsome in Hemel Hempstead) he poked, prodded, pulled and shook it before saying rather sardonically, "it's old isn't it? Take it home and wait for it to get better. No charge."
So this time I knew what to do. Nothing. Took some ibuprofen and waited.
Annoyingly, I have been really enjoying getting out on the bike so a two week enforced layoff was a bust. My fitness had been improving and there was even some weight loss to get excited about. I really didn't need a dose of OMK right now.
Yesterday, was my first time back on the bike since and I hit my standard '21' route, which is reasonably flat, as a tester. Everything felt OK so I'm good to go again. Fingers crossed, because now that I'm working from home I really intend to ride through the winter and give myself a good fitness base for the beginning of the 2013 season.