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Why can't I just have a normal relationship with my knees? Why aren't they there for me when I need them the most? I haven't had any problems with them for quite some time now (I had an injurie on the medial side, for about 2 years) but yesterday one of them started complaining again. And not just a little bit. Walking feels like a knife sticking into the lateral side of my knee. And walking stairs almost makes me cry. And why? I don't know. I guess running isn't their favourite thing to do. But running is something I love, and I was so happy to start training again a few weeks ago. But all good comes to an end..But why couldn't it just wait for 2 more weeks? Friday I'm going to France, Risoul to be specific. I'm going on my one and only vacation this year. I've got nothing in summer except for doing my internship. If it was just a sun, sea, beach holiday, I wouldn't really care. But I've been looking forward to skiing for more than a year now.. I've been imagening it in my head, dreaming about it. And now the time has finally come where I get to see the snow again, feel the wind go through my hair, and breath the fresh air... my knee decided to give up on me. But I decided that I'm not going to let him do it. If it's going to cost me 1000 analgesics I don't care. There are going to be plenty physios around me. I'll survive...