/knee
I went for a mile jog this morning, timed it, got eight minutes fifty seconds! What the hell? Anyway, as I was running (slowly), I kinda knew it. I told myself, well, if I keep running at this same pace, aren't I going to get the same result? I guess a part of me just wishes that somehow magically I will get a good time even if I keep doing the same thing. Not gonna happen.
I didn't see that girl. Well maybe I did, there was a girl running across the street, but not sure if it was her because she was kinda far away.
I had breakfast, and then drove to the Wick to deposit my coins, buy some drinks and snacks, and then out to the city for petrol. The usual one near the casino surprisingly wasn't at a reduced price, but one I had passed on Cleveland St was reduced by 15 cents, so I ended up going to that one.
I don't usually speak to sales/cashier people beyond the "please" and "thanks", but for some reason I felt like talking to this guy, so I said "you know everywhere else is $1.30?" and he seemed a bit excited to talk about it, saying this was the only place that didn't raise the price, but will go up at 2pm. Hmmm...maybe there is some good in talking...you get information.
I then drove to the courts near me for some shoot around. There was one guy there. He kept calling out when his ball rolled my way, and I just thought, "fucking run for it yourself you lazy bastard".
I just did some normal shots, then free throws, around the world, and then some practice drives. I even tried to touch the backboard, and got it on my second go! Granted, I jumped from the higher end of the court, because it's slanted, but damn, I was surprised I still had my hops. I was wary about doing it because of my knee, but I kinda felt it, you know?
Anyway, later on a tall guy came, and then another guy came, and you could see the potential for a two on two. I told myself to leave before they started a game, but part of me wanted to have a go, to see where I was up to and whether I could compete with them.
Nothing happened for a while, and then two other guys came. You could see a game in the making. But my senses kicked in and made me leave. The battle would have to be left for another day.
I returned home, made lunch and ate it while watching Seinfeld. I then spent a bit of time trying to figure out the card tricks I bought yesterday, and made a bit of progress, but it'll take a bit of practice.
Ele was on MSN earlier on at about 6:30pm, don't know why she's home so early from work. I had blocked her, but seeing her online, I unblocked her, so she saw me come online. Then she went offline. I started mentally bashing my head in, wondering why I gave in so easily. I blocked her again.
Anyway, I've felt a bit of pain in my knee now, due to all the stuff I did on the court today. I don't know if it's because it's my limitation, or if it's just because I am not yet ready for it. But it does not feel good. It is a constant reminder of how disabled I am.
I didn't see that girl. Well maybe I did, there was a girl running across the street, but not sure if it was her because she was kinda far away.
I had breakfast, and then drove to the Wick to deposit my coins, buy some drinks and snacks, and then out to the city for petrol. The usual one near the casino surprisingly wasn't at a reduced price, but one I had passed on Cleveland St was reduced by 15 cents, so I ended up going to that one.
I don't usually speak to sales/cashier people beyond the "please" and "thanks", but for some reason I felt like talking to this guy, so I said "you know everywhere else is $1.30?" and he seemed a bit excited to talk about it, saying this was the only place that didn't raise the price, but will go up at 2pm. Hmmm...maybe there is some good in talking...you get information.
I then drove to the courts near me for some shoot around. There was one guy there. He kept calling out when his ball rolled my way, and I just thought, "fucking run for it yourself you lazy bastard".
I just did some normal shots, then free throws, around the world, and then some practice drives. I even tried to touch the backboard, and got it on my second go! Granted, I jumped from the higher end of the court, because it's slanted, but damn, I was surprised I still had my hops. I was wary about doing it because of my knee, but I kinda felt it, you know?
Anyway, later on a tall guy came, and then another guy came, and you could see the potential for a two on two. I told myself to leave before they started a game, but part of me wanted to have a go, to see where I was up to and whether I could compete with them.
Nothing happened for a while, and then two other guys came. You could see a game in the making. But my senses kicked in and made me leave. The battle would have to be left for another day.
I returned home, made lunch and ate it while watching Seinfeld. I then spent a bit of time trying to figure out the card tricks I bought yesterday, and made a bit of progress, but it'll take a bit of practice.
Ele was on MSN earlier on at about 6:30pm, don't know why she's home so early from work. I had blocked her, but seeing her online, I unblocked her, so she saw me come online. Then she went offline. I started mentally bashing my head in, wondering why I gave in so easily. I blocked her again.
Anyway, I've felt a bit of pain in my knee now, due to all the stuff I did on the court today. I don't know if it's because it's my limitation, or if it's just because I am not yet ready for it. But it does not feel good. It is a constant reminder of how disabled I am.
posted by toey | 20:15
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