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Tuesday, April 13, 2010
I've had a crappy knee since July of 2007. It happened at a big family gathering. We rented out the second floor of a restaurant and as we climbed the stairs, my knee popped. It hurt SO badly. I have no idea what I did. I didn't feel like I stepped wrong, put my weight on it funny. It was fine one moment and screwed up the next. It hurt inexplicably for two weeks.
Something everyone should know about me. I hate the sound of popping. Popping knuckles, necks, backs, toes. Any body part that can be popped, if I hear it, I cringe. I'll pop my own knuckles and shudder a little inside. The sound of popping is my nails on a chalk board.
Well... my knee has popped since that day I walked up the stairs in that restaurant. Not just once. Three times. Each time I stood up. "Pop pop pop." Each time I danced. "Pop pop pop." Each time I walked up the stairs. "Pop pop pop. Pop pop pop. Pop pop pop." You get the picture.
Squats. Torture for my knee. Listening to my knee popping each time I bent down... like torture. Well, today, I was working out. Jillian Michaels. She's kind of crazy anyway, and by the end of a circuit I look at her like she's a mad woman. But to hear the words "Okay! Jumping Squats!" come out of her mouth at the beginning of a circuit... my face instantly turned to skepticism and worry. I could already hear my knee popping. But I tried. I try all of the work outs.
Jump one. Squat. Jump two. Squat. Jump three. Squat. Wait... No "pop pop pop?" And the same for jumps and squats four, five, six and all the rest. I didn't "pop pop pop" once. Weight loss is saving my knee.
I might not need knee surgery before I'm 40 like I thought! This weight loss thing just keeps getting better and better.