The Twist

I am currently nursing a twisted knee. Doesn't seem to be getting better but it's only been 2 1/2 weeks and on average it takes 4 -6 weeks to heal. My love affair with football has come to an end. Kinda like ditching a mistress after realizing things will never work out. Unlike Whitney Houston, I ain't saving all my love for you football. I have given you twisted ankles, strained calves, a broken leg & now a twisted knee in return for the fantasy and romance of playing the beautiful game. Thanks for the memories. Some of the goals over the years were really sweet. My 1 week recovery estimate after 'the twist' was denial at its finest. Elisabeth Kubler Ross would have had a good laugh at my quasi-lunacy, but I've more or less passed the 5th stage (acceptance) and it's down to the business of letting my God-given body fix itself; well at least I hope it will. It is times like these that I truly feel the authenticity of being mortal - flesh, bone and all. Fantastic but delicate our bodies are. Am tempted to go for a scan just to make sure I don't need surgery. Week 4 lah, I'll wait till week 4. By then I should have a clear idea if I am on the mend or something is seriously wrong *fingers-crossed*. Upper body swimming for the last couple of weeks has been fun and the strokes have improved, but what I miss is running & damn do I miss her badly.