Yesterday I went to the Lancaster Orthopedic Group, one of the places that has been repairing me from running and riding injuries for the last couple of decades. The first team I raced for in the 90s had LOG as its main sponsor. We made jokes about being great customers. But actually, we were.
This visit was about my right knee. It gets very painful when I sit with my leg bent. And since I may be flying a very long way in a very cramped airplane, I thought I should get it checked out. The doctor said my knee wasn't as bad as he expected and if I stop running and do physical therapy it should be fine. I do not need an operation any time soon.
That was a pleasant surprise.
And I love Physical Therapy, especially at LOG. Joe and Gretchen are the therapists I have been going to for the last several years. They rehabilitated my shoulder after surgery five years ago and have helped me with minor hand and knee trouble before.
Every time I have PT I learn something about how my body works and how it recovers. If the injury means I can get PT, I am happy.
Speaking of injury, my neck still hurts from the recent army training. If it still hurts Tuesday, I will ask Joe for help with neck recovery also.
On days like these, I am very sure I am NOT a 20-year-old.
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