May other runners with imperfect knees find hope in my story — In March, April, May, and June, I was running regularly again. The distances were modest, usually 2 — 3 miles, sometimes with a short walking break. Then, out of the blue, my knee turned into a real jerk. On June 29th, my left knee rebelled. Without warning, the knee hurt from the start of that run. It hurt a little. …