So…I went to see my orthopaedic specialist the other evening. And the news wasn’t great.
He’s diagnosed a meniscus tear, requiring surgery.
Because my injury happened in April (thank you fellow runner at the London Marathon), because I’ve rested and stretched and avoided long runs and because the pain is getting worse: he recommends surgery to repair something that obviously isn’t healing itself.
It’s not an emergency, but is only going to get worse with time. And it’s become worse in the last few weeks. Even swimming in the sea in Mallorca was causing me pain last week. Long walks in London now result in knee pain and a real (and worrying) feeling of weakness in the knee.
Weakness like I’m going to fall over.
Surgery is quick – in and out on the same day – but will result in me being “out of action” for up to six weeks. As in, relying on crutches and requiring physiotherapy. This completely and utterly rules out competing in either of the half-marathons I’ve registered for in the coming months: Run to the Beat and the Royal Parks half-marathon.
On top of that, my work and personal schedules for the next two months are crazy. I have trips to: Dublin, Belfast, Edinburgh, Cheltenham (twice), Madrid (twice) and Tokyo. There’s no way I can have the surgery any time soon without massive disruption to all my travel plans.
So I’m planning to delay the surgery slightly until November, once we’re back from Japan. That way, I’ll get to experience Tokyo without crutches or a flight-related blood clot. Yes, the epic flight to Tokyo is better experienced when one hasn’t had invasive surgery on a limb required to move about gracefully.
Between that and the crowds in Tokyo – I don’t really fancy tripping up on the street and screwing up an already delicate knee.
So it’s surgery in November, focused physio and rehab into the New Year. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to get back into training post-Xmas and then race again in the Spring.
All in all, not great news. But it really could be a lot worse. And let’s face it, I’m not a professional athlete – the very thought! – this won’t derail my career. Just annoy me until I’m able to run again.