I’ve been a runner my whole life - it has been a great leveller, my go-to in stressful times and my escape (esp on tour). For the last few years I’ve been having a nagging pain and stiffness in my left knee, and finally after a long journey to diagnose, had surgery in Early Feb.

I had destroyed a section of my lateral meniscus, and had (have) a baker’s cyst at the back of my knee. I haven’t run since early October 10th (yes I know that’s precise) and it’s been very hard emotionally. For years I’ve had nightmares that I couldn’t run/pick up the pace.

Living in a new reality where I might not run again has been very tough to accept. I am slowly recovering and have had some really great walks the past few weeks. Being outside and in motion is helping my brain/heart but god do I wish I could just sprint this time away.

I might never run again and I’m learning to live with that pain (literal and figuratively). I almost didn’t write this because it seems trivial at a time we are trying to fight a global pandemic, but I miss running so much and it’s such a big part of who I am. https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="❤️" title="Red heart" aria-label="Emoji: Red heart">https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="❤️" title="Red heart" aria-label="Emoji: Red heart">https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="❤️" title="Red heart" aria-label="Emoji: Red heart">

I hope this doesn’t come across as whiney/self-involved. It’s a way for me to reach out and process at a really lonely time. If you’re able, have a sprint for me :)