Nov 14, 2022
9 min read
My Two Year Battle Rehabbing My Injured Knee
I’ve done my best to keep crying to a minimum
The score was 10–5 in the fourth game of my inner-city league squash playoff match in early April. I was just a point away from a big victory to put a cap on what had been one of my strongest seasons in many years. At the age of 48, comments were frequent about how I “still had it”, “ran around like a much…
