Life is funny.

I find life hilarious.

Example A: For some reason tonight I am severely allergic to SOMETHING in my living room. We don't know what, but if I'm in the room I can not stop sneezing. I gave up and have relocated myself to the bedroom. Boring.

Example B: My knee. I went to the doctor today, and apparently I was diagnosed with some disorder of some part of my knee (patella?) a year ago, but I never listened. Patellofemoral Pain Syndrome (I think.) My right hip has no muscles in it because my right knee isn't working right. My right ankle needs a bone removed and it's just a waiting game of how long until the tendon that is stretched across the bone will hold up. I am lucky enough to have an extra bone in my ankle that is putting pressure on a tendon. The older I get the weaker the tendon. Oh the joys of being....30. Dear God, what is going to happen when I'm 40?

The plan for now is to do Physical Therapy. No riding for now, or doing anything that will put pressure on my leg. That means cleaning too right?? Apparently whatever is wrong with me is a common problem for women. The muscles on the outside of my leg are much stronger than the inside. The inside muscles get weaker and my outside (don't you love my anatomy explanation) pull my knee cap doesn't track right. When I run, this happens a lot in a short period of time and every thing swells up. And that is my medical explanation. I also need to build up my hip muscles and get my ankle done.

Funny thing is that if I would have just kept riding my muscles would have been "normal." So before I ride, I need to get those muscles built back up. Ha! Who am I going to ride?

Life is funny.