I decided to give my knees a test drive, test the waters and
see what's up, so to cut to the chase, if you are reading between the lines, I
went on a run. I am bloody sick of my workout routine and needed some air! Got up
at 5, drove downtown, parked by the river and took off (most people would
probably just go around the block if they haven’t been running since August due
to injuries) I myself prefer to take a trip across the city. It was a gorgeous
morning; the scenery was beautiful and headed for the walking bridge. The
bridge goes over the Cumberland River to the Titans stadium and provides a gorgeous
glimpse of the city. I start to tear up cause I miss it so much and if feels so
good, then I tear up cause it starts to hurt and I realize I am not ready. I
get over the bridge; keep running thinking I can just loop back around to the
other side. I realize that there is a reason that there is a bridge, it’s the
only way to get to and fro, and there is no loop. So I have to turn around and
go back over the bridge, I start to tear up again cause this is gonna hurt! My
brother has taught me to stick my butt out and bend my knees in order to
support my knees better when I go up and down stairs. So now I am going up this
bridge while sticking out my butt out and bending my knees while running up
hill, I am feeling a little like Phaedra from Atlanta Housewives as she is a
self-proclaimed donkey. 3 miles later, I make, well back to the routine and the
old drawing board, or the doctor...
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