So, my right knee is still deformed and hurting. The other knee just aches. And I really, really was thinking about maybe (not really) going to the MD. But, instead I went to the DVM - because Gwen was limping. She hated it as much as I hate the MD:
So, to heck with the docs - I ran the inaugural Alamo 13.1 half marathon on Sunday. It was a nice race along routes I usually run, but it was hot. I wore compression tights for my knee, even though I dislike tights almost as much as doctors - especially in the heat. But I did get a fabulous pic!
Blue shorts (to friend): There's a photographer, pull your shorts down and smile
Me (conversation bombing): No, no - you pose. Like THIS!
Photographer: AWESOME. you rock!
So, that made me feel better/ignore the knee for a bit -- until we climbed Trinity University. Even worse was the descent. I won't lie - the last 3 miles hurt like heck.
But I made it and was supplied with my favorite painkiller - Alamo Ale (thanks, Eugene & Jackie!).
Thanks to JohnO, Yvonne, and Brightroom for the pics