Saturday, March 22, 2008
It has been quite some time since i last posted my last post... Mainly coz nothing eventful happened throughout the holidays... Having the pox really calls for serious quarantine.
Some may say that staying at home, skipping school is nice. And i DO agree to a certain extent. But it gets pretty dull after some time. And i am lagging way behind in studies. It may seem that i was unlucky as i was sick during the holidays, i thought the same too... But after i got back to school, i was astonished on how behind i was. I really need to do some catching up...
Having the pox is no fun thing during the 1st few days. I slept nearly 18 hours a day for the 1st few days. Felt feverish with body temperatures as high as 38.9... Felt weak with a mentality to sleep sleep and sleep... Didn't really care what was happening around me such as the Malay proverb, Seperti Katak Bawah Tempurung(I am not really sure whether its correct... Never was good at Malay...). But eventually the weakness began to fade and I started to move around more. I didn't felt like posting on my blog as THINKING was an issue. I couldn't really think straight...
The doc said that i was able to eat anything unless i had an allergy or something. But my mum and aunts didn't agree with the doc.
They said,
"Yelah tu! Nanti kalau Izzat salah makan, gatal! Lepas tu pergi jumpa doktor lagi! Doktor cakap gitu jadi nanti dia dapat lagi banyak duit!"
In English...
"Yeah right! Later if you(they meant me) eat the wrong food, itchy! Then need to go see the doctor again! Doctor say that so later they get more money!" I must say they made sense. And its better to be safe then sorry. So it was soup, vegetables, soup, vegetables, soup, vegetables..... and so on and so forth. The strict diet was driving me nuts... I couldn't take it so i stop eating altogether.
I started to eat again when fishballs were finally allowed. I was 'overjoyed'. Felt quite good to taste good ol' fishballs.
Its feels great to be able to breathe in fresh air after being confined at home for a couple of weeks. For the 1st time in my life i was delighted to go to school. And my long overdue dose of soccer was going to be given on Wednesday. I couldn't wait for training. I really felt at home when i stepped on to the field.
I wasn't paying much attention to my knee. I was too occupied kicking the ball around. But after a few minutes of warm-up, my knee started to act up with such intensity that i abruptly stopped whilst jogging. But even after the pain receded, i still didn't resume my warm-up. It wasn't my right knee that was acting up, much to my horror, it was my left knee. I resumed warming up after accepting the terrible fact that now my left knee may be in the same condition as my right. The pain returned when my coach intensified the training. Both my knees hurt. I had to force myself to walk, not to mention sprint, through the pain barrier that suddenly seemed difficult to pass.
The last exercise was a two-sided game compromising two teams of 8. This means more work, which basically means more running, as there was more ground to cover for the lack of players. I play as a full-back, which meant all-out sprinting while covering or attacking. My coach was part of my team, not like he helped out at all. He purposely made mistakes which resulted in the defenders rushing back, including me. I was pushing myself more than ever. I really couldn't run, but forced myself to give my all. There was an instance when my team was attacking, i ran nearly half the length of the field to go for an over-lap, but the ball went too far from my reach. If my knees were not hurting too much, i would have gotten the ball.
But my forced-running were not in vain. The resulted throw-in was given to my opponents defender who was in his own penalty box, i then had this thought of challenging him for the ball, but my legs thought otherwise. I managed to convince my ravaged legs to run. I surprised him and managed to get the ball from him, lay it off to my team's midfielder who promptly made no mistake from five meters out. Unfortunately, i had no time to give my legs a chance to rest a little for my coach told me to get back to my position which was 3 quarters the field length away. My knees screamed in agony, but i forced myself to pull a straight face. The nationals are only 2 weeks away and i want to be part of the team badly, and this is the time for me to show that i am worthy enough to get the jersey.
I really pushed my limits during that training session. Now i have to take much care of not only my right, but my left knee as well. Life really can get harder than it already is...
Life is unfair, but life is a test set by God upon us. Patience is a key to prevail... But my patience is bound to crumble soon...
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