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Saturday, April 14, 2007
holla
Well, all my life I have prided myself to be decently fit. Running my 2.4 and so on has never been much of an issue to me. I guess times have changed. The fact that I am not fit now, and the unfortunate fact that I could not do much about it really disturbs me. I ran my 2.4km run yesterday after a 2 month layoff due to my shin splint, and I got a depressing grade of D. Yes, D. It's definately the worst run of my entire life, never have I stooped to such standards before.
I love to run,
it makes me smile.
I think I'll run,
another mile.
I bought a nike tee with that slogan some time ago because I actually enjoy running. And now, my shin splint has robbed me of that joy. Not only are my timings dismal, but I can no longer feel the joy of running as the constant throbbing that I feel in my shin amplifies over it. I feel really useless now. My dreams of OCS, Sandhurst lie in tatters. No one would want an unfit or injured Officer. Someone told me that this year's NAFPA test results would be printed in my School Graduation Certificate. I don't want the worst results of my life to stick with my forever. But on saying that, I am faced with the truth that I can't really clock my average 10 min + timings at my current physical condition. Retaking is no longer an option but a necessity. I have the will, but can I take it physically?
Why must this happen to me at this time?
All these years, and I have to get injured on the eve of National Service. I don't want to be a clerk during my NS days. Standing Broad Jump is another worry, but that has always been a worry that I would solve somehow with one lucky jump.
Heal shin, heal god damn it.
Reply Tags another time.
ok... i am off...
Mumbled @ {11:03 AM}
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