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____A Week Of Inconveniences

Okay... I'm back in Hall and it's been more than a week since I sprained my ankle. Been feeling better now but should take a week more or so to get it totally healed. Hopefully by then I can seriously start training for IPPT.

Just a summary on the horrendous week of finding my house a little too large for a one-legged limp. I couldn't walk when I returned home from football after spraining my ankle. It still amazes me how I managed to cycle home through the pain. The difficult part was of course, trying to carry the bike up the doorstep. In the end, I had to summon my trusty brother to keep the bike for me.

I spent the next couple of days crawling and hopping about in my home. And I would never forget how I dreaded the stairs leading to my bedroom. Bathing was a chore too. And so was changing shorts. That's all due to the fact that my foot was so tender, I couldn't even bear to rest it on the ground. Needless to say, it would be like sitting down on a bed of syringes if I were to put my weight into my right foot.

On Tuesday, I went to see an osteopath in, of all places, Chinatown. My mum accompanied me, and by then, I could hobble around through the pain barrier. But it was also a sight as my trailing leg caused many curious stares. It was my first time at an osteopath. The old man was kindly and looked very experienced. However, it was madness how he twisted my poor ankle like contorting pieces of Play-Dough. I could hardly walk again after the session and almost pleaded with my mum to take a cab home. We didn't. But the journey back home was painful and tiring. Painful for my right ankle, tiring for my left leg.

After visiting the osteopath for the second time on Thursday, I could walk around with some ease. And by yesterday afternoon, I was trying to juggle the rubber ball that I have at home... What a week...
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Been feasting my eyes on this pair of silver Adidas Predator Pulse boots. Slurpp...

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