In accordance to the prophecy
Hey Kids
Ego warning.
So, has long term fans probably know, I play lacrosse, or at least have yet to formally retire from the game.
Also, and this people may not know as yet, but for the past 6 weeks I have been suffering from stress fractures in my left foot.
Now for those too lazy to Google, stress fractures basically come from running too much when you are not conditioned. The impact of running causes micro fractures in the foot bones and it basically really fuck off hurts. In strange irony it hurts less when you are hobbling around and the moment you go to bed, where logic suggests you might be able to sleep it off and feel better in the morning, things start to pull tight and... actually I have not had it explained to me what happens but basically your foot swells during the night to the extent that you have to get up every 30 minutes to ice your foot so you can go back to bed and try and steal 15 minutes sleep before the pain wakes you up again.
So that was the first two nights. It gets better pain wise after that but basically the cure is to NOT RUN for about 6 weeks or more. Then, so you don't get them again, you have to start running to condition your body or you will get them again. So both the cure and the cause are running. JOY.
ANYWAY, been off for five games and was probably going to miss this weekend as well. This was last minor round and not really going to effect our finals spot in the top four. The plan was I would rest another week then come back but it was one of those annoying weeks where Real Life had got in the way and we were likely to be short of players. So, based on the Prophecy that 'The Mudcrabs were running' I geared up.
And, despite the fact I hadn't played in 5 weeks and had lost a lot of fitness and was also nursing one of those annoying half colds that just wont go away I somehow managed to have one of those games where basically nothing you touch goes wrong... well apart from that personal foul for the slash in the first quarter... and I made second in the best players. Okay sure, we were playing the bottom team and they were a bit shite and I kept having U-17 players attempt to (badly) burn me one on one (cause if first you don't succeed, try exactly the same thing another four times and get carved up then as well. Yeah, who's your favourite crustation now, Dick? :P )
So truth be told I am a little embarrassed but also really pleased that basically, when the team needs the big game, I have 'Still Got It'.
Big Stick. Hit People.
I love my sport :D
Pity my thigh is probably going to bruise up by the morning. Wearing a goal shot from 5 metres away sort of tends to do that. :P
Ego warning.
So, has long term fans probably know, I play lacrosse, or at least have yet to formally retire from the game.
Also, and this people may not know as yet, but for the past 6 weeks I have been suffering from stress fractures in my left foot.
Now for those too lazy to Google, stress fractures basically come from running too much when you are not conditioned. The impact of running causes micro fractures in the foot bones and it basically really fuck off hurts. In strange irony it hurts less when you are hobbling around and the moment you go to bed, where logic suggests you might be able to sleep it off and feel better in the morning, things start to pull tight and... actually I have not had it explained to me what happens but basically your foot swells during the night to the extent that you have to get up every 30 minutes to ice your foot so you can go back to bed and try and steal 15 minutes sleep before the pain wakes you up again.
So that was the first two nights. It gets better pain wise after that but basically the cure is to NOT RUN for about 6 weeks or more. Then, so you don't get them again, you have to start running to condition your body or you will get them again. So both the cure and the cause are running. JOY.
ANYWAY, been off for five games and was probably going to miss this weekend as well. This was last minor round and not really going to effect our finals spot in the top four. The plan was I would rest another week then come back but it was one of those annoying weeks where Real Life had got in the way and we were likely to be short of players. So, based on the Prophecy that 'The Mudcrabs were running' I geared up.
And, despite the fact I hadn't played in 5 weeks and had lost a lot of fitness and was also nursing one of those annoying half colds that just wont go away I somehow managed to have one of those games where basically nothing you touch goes wrong... well apart from that personal foul for the slash in the first quarter... and I made second in the best players. Okay sure, we were playing the bottom team and they were a bit shite and I kept having U-17 players attempt to (badly) burn me one on one (cause if first you don't succeed, try exactly the same thing another four times and get carved up then as well. Yeah, who's your favourite crustation now, Dick? :P )
So truth be told I am a little embarrassed but also really pleased that basically, when the team needs the big game, I have 'Still Got It'.
Big Stick. Hit People.
I love my sport :D
Pity my thigh is probably going to bruise up by the morning. Wearing a goal shot from 5 metres away sort of tends to do that. :P