Saving My Knees: How I Proved My Doctors Wrong And Beat Chronic Knee Pain - Plot & Excerpts
A vast miles-long network of nerves tells you with all the subtlety of a foghorn. You jump for that basketball rebound, then come down on a twisted ankle and let out a pained gasp. Or you sling in that softball from center field and feel a twinge in your shoulder and rub it, wincing. Unfortunately, early damage to knee cartilage usually doesn’t announce itself. That made it challenging for me to sleuth out the origins of my injury. But as I learned more about my condition, I was able to construct a pretty good narrative of what probably occurred: Almost two months after I arrrived in Hong Kong, so did my titanium Litespeed road bike, aboard a freighter. I wasted no time in unpacking the bicycle and, in late March of 2006, began riding up the hills of Discovery Bay. Every weekend, without fail (unless the rain was too hard), I struggled up that weaving road to the golf course a total of six times. My knees felt fine. I suspect though that the cartilage was already beginning to deteriorate under the strain from my spirited climbing.
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