One week before surgery I went to the club. To say goodbye.
I stood at the edge of the court. Watched the others play.
Then I saw Sabine.
Sabine is 62. Has been playing for 40 years. I know her from the club. We had played together two years ago. She is... a role model. Fit. Strong. Plays better than most 40-year-olds.
She came off court. Saw me.
"Julia, not playing today?"
I shook my head. "No, my knee... I can't anymore."
She looked at me closely. I limped slightly.
"Your knee?"
"Yes. Meniscus damage, they want to operate in three weeks."
She stopped. "Operate?"
"Or quit. Those were my options."
Silence.
Then: "May I see your tennis shoes?"
I hesitated. "My tennis shoes?"
"Yes. Please."
I pulled them out. She took them in her hand.
Opened them. Pulled out the insole.
Pressed with her thumb.
"No wonder. It's completely dead."
"What?"
"Your insole. Flat. No resistance left. You can't even play barefoot anymore."
I stared at the insole in her hand.
"But the shoe is four months old."
"The shoe, yes. But this?" She held the insole up. "Holds maximum six to eight weeks with intense tennis. Then it collapses."
"And that causes the knee pain?"
She nodded.
"When the insole is dead, it doesn't absorb any impact anymore. Your foot tips. With every stop. The force goes diagonally upward. Directly into the knee."
"Your knee compensates. For months."
I looked at the dead insole.
"But I had orthopedic insoles. For $420. They only pressed."
She laughed. "They're made for walking, not for tennis. They work against your foot, not with it."
I felt something shift in my head.
"I was just about to have surgery."
Sabine sat down next to me.
"I had exactly the same four years ago. Meniscus damage. Two doctors said I should quit."
"And?"
"Then I went to a tennis sports doctor. Dr. Miller. He does biomechanical analyses specifically for tennis players."
"And he helped you?"
"He showed me in 20 minutes what a year of treatments didn't find. My foot tips with every stop. My knee pays the price."
"And then?"
"He gave me tennis-specific insoles. Not orthopedic ones. Ones that work with the foot, absorb lateral movement."
She stood up.
"I'm 62 today. Play four times a week. No pain. For years."
I looked at her. "And you think that would work for me too?"
"Julia, I spent $1,680. Why should you now spend $50. Buy insoles that stay dead."
She smiled.
"Because if you don't buy insoles. You buy knees that stay dead."