Oh wait, I already did! After playing for about 20 minutes last night in my soccer game I was being all sorts of fancy defending some one when I heard the most wretched pop / tear / OMG WTF WAS THAT noise in the world. I then proceeded to collapse on the ground, clutch my right knee and start screaming OMG what just happened. Then Brennan and one of the other guys kindly carried me off the field. Yes friends my right knee is currently shot. Luckily, my team is made up of a bunch of medical professionals and one of the girls did a bunch of moving and bending with my leg and determined that my ligaments / tendons are A OK. Where the pain is unfortunately makes her think it could be a meniscus injury. AWESOME.I’m headed to the Dr. shortly so fingers crossed that my gumby ways saved my knee and something is just sprained. When she was testing my knee she goes “wow your knee is REALLY loose” so I had her use the left to compare and she did a “ohhh, well this is a good sign!”. Maybe my stretchy tendencies were a gift after all.
Know what the oddest thing about this whole situation is? Sitting on the side line for the next hour watching the game I started sniffling and crying on numerous occasions thinking about how sad I was I couldn’t race on Saturday. And do my trail run on Sunday. And run in general for the foreseeable future. What about my run in Seattle? Or the trail race in June? What about the Marine Corps Marathon in October? Ugh. I promise that if injured I will not turn this blog into a bitch fest but I did need to whine now. I feel a little better so thank you for listening : )