... and death

Fantastic. Today I appear to have developed a shooting pain behind my right kneecap. This is the same injury that ended my running last year when I was going outside. This year doing the indoors thing on the treadmill had apparently solved the issue until this morning. Now I just seem destined to be old, (O Fortuna!), just as I was beginning to not hate running quite as much as I once did.

Now my cup it brimmeth over; for surely this sport is no bloody good for anyone.
Bollocks.