As you can see, the path runs right along a river, which makes for pretty nice running, and it's close to my apartment, which makes it doubly nice. If you're confused about all the numbers, they just mark the miles. We basically started from the north end of the line, ran to the bottom, then back up again, and then down and back again. It really sucked, but I was fine besides being totally exhausted that night.
The next evening I decided it was about damn time I buy myself a rice-cooker so I could make myself some proper meals. I had been living in my new apartment for about a month at the time, and hadn't cooked myself a decent meal for pretty much that entire time. I might not have ever even had a problem with my knee if I didn't wind up walking so much that evening. First I walked to what I thought was a Hi-Mart where I was sure I could get a rice-cooker, except it wasn't a Hi-Mart. The huge sign, visible for miles around, which advertised Hi-Mart on top of a tall building turned out just to be a sign, rather than a sign above a Hi-Mart like I assumed. So I had to walk all the way back towards where I came from, and then decided to walk towards my climbing gym on the other side of the river. There's a Samsung Digital Plaza right across the street from my gym and I was almost certain I could get a rice-cooker there, and thus avoid my last-ditch hope, which was the Debec Plaza where I knew I could get one, but it would be expensive.
So to get to the point, I decided to walk along and then across the river, which involved going down a bunch of stairs, and then back up on the other side. My right knee started giving out a little bit, quite painfully as I was going up and down. I kinda hoped it would just go away, but after I picked up the rice-cooker and went back down the stairs, I got the feeling the pain and weakness was here to stay. Sure enough, over the next week, when I wasn't off my feet, my knee felt like it was going to give out and blast pain up and down my leg. I could barely walk to the bank one afternoon. I went to a orthopedic doctor around the corner from my school, and after a X-ray he concluded that it would probably just go away as long as I didn't run or climb on it for awhile.
Unfortunately, my ball hockey league started that Sunday. While I was able to avoid running and climbing, I felt I had to make an appearance for my team on the opening day. I wound up playing defense to minimize my running around, but my knee started to hurt pretty soon so I was limping around to try and keep my weight off it. I played ball hockey as my only form of exercise besides climbing in the gym, which didn't bother my knee at all, for the next two weekends, with my knee holding off the pain for a bit longer each week. This past weekend was off for the ball hockey league, so I'm hoping that my entire lack of knee-intensive activity last week, last weekend, and this week will give my knee enough time to get back to 100% because I want to start running again next week and stop being a lazy gimp.
Some tests will be hiking this Friday with my school, climbing on Saturday, and hockey on Sunday. If my knee can hold up, I'm back on the river path next week, and back to training for the marathon. But much more slowly.
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