What a week... One hundred and five is my average cadence during training rides, and about an hour into a planned three hour ride in the middle of spring training preparations for my first road cycling race in Durango, Colorado my knee finally gives out. Time definitely slows down when you experience this kind of pain, and I counted the pedal strokes as the pain went from a small tick, too an incendiary wave of nausea inducing pressure beneath my knee cap. First time I've ever experienced pain bad enough to want to throw up
The back story is in late September of 2006 I was struck by a motorist while riding on a sidewalk during my bike commute to work. After the motorists tire went over my frame which was on top of my right knee I spent three weeks with a knee so swollen an elephant could've stood on it and supported its weight on one leg. Being young and without insurance I declined the ambulance ride, and hospital stay after the police told me it was my fault for riding on the sidewalk. They refused to listen to my side, or the fact that I had stopped and waited for this motorist to pass in front of me me, and turn into the avenue for a very long time before deciding that he was in fact waiting for me, when all of a sudden he peels it, and I am under the car. Now I feel lost, and empty.
All that hard work recovering, training through the injury, and ultimately racing with a bum knee only to watch it all crumble. There was a time when I believed it would work itself out, and I took really good care of myself after the crushing. Giving the injury time, and going through some private phys ed. Without an MRI I won't know what is actually wrong, but I know I've done the best I can in the mean time, and gotten as much out of my legs as I could, but it's going to be really hard not being able to do something I love. My job is going to be really hard, waiting tables and bar tending is hard when your healthy, now with a trashed knee and pain when I walk its going to be difficult to hold on. In time it will stop hurting, but it looks like im out for a year maybe more from cycling. It's just hard to figure out what now.
Ugh I need some sunshine. A new job, and new Knee.
The back story is in late September of 2006 I was struck by a motorist while riding on a sidewalk during my bike commute to work. After the motorists tire went over my frame which was on top of my right knee I spent three weeks with a knee so swollen an elephant could've stood on it and supported its weight on one leg. Being young and without insurance I declined the ambulance ride, and hospital stay after the police told me it was my fault for riding on the sidewalk. They refused to listen to my side, or the fact that I had stopped and waited for this motorist to pass in front of me me, and turn into the avenue for a very long time before deciding that he was in fact waiting for me, when all of a sudden he peels it, and I am under the car. Now I feel lost, and empty.
All that hard work recovering, training through the injury, and ultimately racing with a bum knee only to watch it all crumble. There was a time when I believed it would work itself out, and I took really good care of myself after the crushing. Giving the injury time, and going through some private phys ed. Without an MRI I won't know what is actually wrong, but I know I've done the best I can in the mean time, and gotten as much out of my legs as I could, but it's going to be really hard not being able to do something I love. My job is going to be really hard, waiting tables and bar tending is hard when your healthy, now with a trashed knee and pain when I walk its going to be difficult to hold on. In time it will stop hurting, but it looks like im out for a year maybe more from cycling. It's just hard to figure out what now.
Ugh I need some sunshine. A new job, and new Knee.