As some of the "old crowd" (summer/autumn 2012 graduates) will remember I have a gammy knee. In the sense that I "lost" my right knee (oops!) in a car accident in 1983 -- yes, I know, I was driving :-x Anyway, I have a titanium coil holding my tibia and femur together (btw miniscus gone and crossed ligaments were un-repairable) or rather I HAD a titanium coil holding my tibia and femur together, as over the years it has split into lots of little pieces. OK so the cartilage has reformed (sort of) but most surgeons won't touch it as I would end up with one leg shorter than the other -- vain as I am, no way (sue, you understand me don't you?).
Anyways, one of the reasons I began this running lark was to avoid ending up in a wheelchair.
This morning, 10 minutes into my run, got a twinge. Yes, there. the twinge was followed by another and another. Did I stop? No. mind over matter Delia. I know I'm going to get told off by a bunch of you, but after about 5 minutes the twinges disappeared. As an ex-ginger I would have probably been burnt at the stake in the Middle Ages.
I need some new trainers.