Tag Archives: knee injuries

Why am I running so badly?

There are many possible answers to that question. I have an arthritic knee. I have a sore hamstring. I’m only running twice a week, at most. I worry too much. I’m an insomniac. I eat a little bit of junk … Continue reading

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My knee is an Alien

I remember reading somewhere that an anorexic who has starved herself almost to death can look in the mirror and see a fat person. I never truly understood that until my latest (permanent) knee injury. Within a period of about … Continue reading

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Runners’ obsessions part three (cont.): an Olympic-sized disappointment

My last post was called “Happy Endings”. Today, as I continue the story of my preparation for the 1984 Olympic Marathon Trials (started in a previous post in my “Runners’ obsessions” series), maybe I should warn you that this story has a very sad … Continue reading

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Running but paying a heavy price

Part I–Running Yesterday I did a workout with my running club for the first time in over eight months. They were doing a 5K handicapped “Chase Run”, where everyone estimates their 5K time and the slowest runners start first. The … Continue reading

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Trying to be whole with a bum knee

My right knee has been badly damaged since March 2009, when I tore my anterior cruciate ligament (ACL) doing a freak manoeuvre at the gym. I was running  fairly well again by October 2009 in spite of my “missing link”, … Continue reading

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The old racehorse dreams of being a colt again

Peaceful Sunday mornings, very early, are a special time to get outside for a bike ride or a run. There are no sounds of cars, only birdsong. This morning I knew Mundy Park would smell especially good because of all the … Continue reading

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