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CJ officially hates me. It's funny really. And a little bit sad. But all fixable of course.

I think I've been annoying him a little bit too much lately, but today it was very very necessary. Honest! The past week has seen a strong increase in pain levels and crackling and so on. And, paranoid as I am, I decided something was very wrong and consequently jumped off the bike and caught up with Mr Physio as I saw him strut down the corridor towards his office.

Sum of our conversation: everything's fine, but I need to rest more.
"In essence, taking the isolated area of the knee, we're training it like an elite athlete - and even they take resting days," he said.
So, this weekend I'll take one proper resting day (going to a Medieval themed wedding!) and Sunday I'll do some mobility. Next week will also see one or two resting days. Also ordained to go back on pills to reduce the swelling.

Oh, and as to why he hates me. When I stood up to go out, I noticed he was stressed and the short simple "K thanks bye" he gave suggested to me that I might have been a little little too present, as it were.

Keeping a low profile for a week or so (he said we'd speak next week - not my fault!) Don't want to scare him away!

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