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the olympics is not good for my health.

i’ve been sleeping insane hours - catching the women’s tri till 3am the other night, the men’s 3m spring board dive the night before, rushing home like a mad women from stairs training last night to catch usain bolt’s 200m dash, following the pole vault and basketball way into the wee hours of the morning. and not forgetting the gymnastics and swimming events the week before. and the women’s marathon. and the men’s. and the triple jumps. and the high jumps. and discus. and hammer. and the hurdles. the only event i don’t follow is probably football and even then, i look out for brazil playing.

so i survive on 4, 5hrs of sleep every night these days and coupled with training and work and what i can make of a social life, i think i’m an olympian in my own rights.

in other news, the ace adventure challenge is coming up! i’ll be taking part and the hunt is on for an off-road bike. i was desperate enough to call leong chee mun in the middle of stairs training to borrow his $10,000 bike (if you’re familiar with my biking skills, you’ll get this joke). but alas, his is a road bike and this puts me once again on the prowl for a mechanical animal to ride for the race…

death cab for cutie live in singapore.

and this time, it’s the left one.

according to leslie’s (my physiotherapist) records, my last visit was Oct 2007. so it’s been almost a year of non-serious injuries. bit pat on the back there.

what happened was this. in our enthusiasm to avoid the showers, lihui and i set off for our usual 2hr trail run at macritchie reservoir. at 7am no less. perhaps it was the unwillingness to struggle out of slumber, perhaps it was pure misfortune, i tripped over on my left ankle and strained my ligament - twice. how’s that possible? i have similar doubts in my mind when hobbling down the trail back to the lockers.

leslie also pointed out that i have flat feet. now i always knew my feet aren’t arched normally, but his observation, or rather sentence, was that i have absolutely flat feet. this means whatever little arch my feet have collapses when i run, so my feet are more prone to inward movements, therefore more prone to twisting my ankles. having flat feet also makes my knees’ alignment screwed, which explains the nagging discomfort in my knees when i run long distances.

what a bummer.

good thing’s that i can start running again by the end of this week, but i have to remember to tape up my ankle. and this will be protocol from now till kingdom comes.

hello, endura tape. you’re my best friend now.