One year later...

Last year at this time I was just days away from my Anterior Cruciate Ligament reconstruction surgery. I actually cannot believe it hasn’t even been a year as it feels like it happened ages ago, although my scars still look pretty newish.

I spend the first half of the year training with a physiotherapist and I am so glad I took the time, and spend the money to go through proper rehab, even though l did not enjoy running around a rugby field during my lunch hour in 40 degrees. It taught me discipline and kicked of my pre wedding training routine that I would probably have left to the very end when it was actually too late to make a difference.

I still feel a bit awkward when running. It’s like my one leg is heavier than the other and I usually end up looking like an idiot as I over compensate in the lifting of the ‘heavier’ leg. Also jumping rope, which I use to love doing, has turned into a comedy show. I still guard my knee a lot and always think before I execute any jump/run move, but I know this will get better with time. I really want to start playing Netball again, but at the moment I am just too terrified. Maybe next year?

Even though my knee is usually really stiff the day after a night of dancing, you can bet your bottom that’s not stopping me from getting my groove on at the wedding. I’ll be the one in the white dress doing the Bart Simpson, or something equally embarrassing.