I now know quite a lot about knees. Nothing to trouble a scientist bod, and nothing I won't soon forget, but for the moment I know a lot more than I did last week. The pain has been narrowed down to mainly tendonitis. The "visible" manifestation being a very tight iliotibial tendon on my right leg. This has been creating the pain I've experienced on the opposite side of the knee, and now makes perfect sense considering the discomfort I've been experiencing.
I didn't just make this up. I went to see a professional. Actually, I previously self-diagnosed a completely different ailment, with an unsurprisingly contradictory treatment plan. However, the guilt of pressing ahead regardless with step ups and plyometric jumps has now lifted entirely. Actually, the physio informed me that the worst thing to do was to stop all exercise.
Tonight I responded with a vigorous 15k off-road bike reintroduction to the training schedule and caked myself in mud. After a couple of iliotibial related "oohs", "errs" and "I don't know about this", it appears that I've gained considerable benefit from actually using the leg again. The Big Ben Nevis triathlon appears to be no longer in doubt! Especially considering I didn't drown on my first real open water swim in Loch Tay yesterday.
If only I'd gone to see the physio two weeks ago, it would have advanced the pleasure of sitting in the same room as a beautiful young woman, watching as she expertly composed an image my quadricipital muscle structure in her mind with fingertips as her only tool, then diagnosing and treating my knee issue before commanding me to demonstrate my squatting technique; all of this whilst dressed in nothing more than my pants. Oh, of course, and I would have had an extra two weeks training.
She also informed me that my running technique needs to dramatically change to avoid serious long term issues.
Current weight is 13 stones (182 pounds / 82.5 kg).
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