Saturday, November 06, 2004

ad lib, now 10% more self-absorbed! 

I have a renewed respect for amputees, old people and paralysed people. Even football players with rickety knees and soccer players with cracked legs.

You see, I had my first adult judo competition ever yesterday. I played a black belt. I lasted a whole 10 seconds, which isn’t tooooo bad considering a brown belt got whupped by a blue belt in about 15 seconds! And I’m a new, not very dedicated, not very good orange belt, so being ippon’ed (equivalent of KO) immediately wasn’t too humiliating. In fact, it was completely expected. I only wish I’d played more defensively so I could clock up an extra, say, 5 seconds.

On the other hand, TRIPPING AND TWISTING MY ANKLE after trying to get up from said throw, was just a tad embarassing. I had my friend’s ankle guard on because I was freaked by all the injury stories, but ironically (in the Alanis sense) it probably made me lose grip on the mat.

Crrrrunch. There’s a noise you never want to hear from your own body.

I was too embarassed even to go to the St John’s guy. In hindsight, I should’ve, he probably wanted something to do.

This is my first injury ever that can’t be fixed with a band-aid. How exciting. The side of my left foot is swolen like a goiter (ok I don’t know what a goiter looks like, but I love the bulbous sound of the word), and there’s a dull pain whenever I try to move it. I have to hop around because putting weight on it increases the pain level from “bloody hell” to “FUCK ME UP A TREE”. Going up- and downstairs is a five-minute ordeal. Getting dressed involves much hobbling and swearing (mainly because my clothes are strewn in every corner of the room).

And my ballet career is ruined. Heh.

# posted at 3:39 pm

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