Well I was a total loser the other day, and managed to badly sprain my ankle playing a friendly abeit rather competitive game of indoor soccer. It hurt like buggery, and was very swollen immediately. It looked (and felt!) to me like it was dislocated so we went off the White Cross. It seemed to take an age to get seen, the pain level was really quite high. The doctor ordered xrays and he thought it might be dislocated so sent us off to Middlemore after giving me a much needed pain relief injection (haha in my arse).
5 hours (!!!) later we left middlemore with a sprain diagnosis. So all that waiting and pain for just a bloody sprain. I'd hurt the same ankle before a couple of years ago in a crash and this just seemed to be another re-occurance but I don't remember it hurting quite so much last time. Although my memory isn't exactly shit-hot so it could've been very painful for all I remember.
Didn't go to work on Friday, my ankle woke me up at 5am with the feeling that someone was stabbing and twisting something very sharp into my ankle. It was quite a wierd feeling cos I'd just come out of a deep sleep so nothing was really making sense and I couldn't really tell how sore it was. Yeah that doesn't make much sense but I get the same unrealness when I wake up in the middle of the night and can't tell how full my bladder is and whether I need to go for a pee or not. yip thats right, I'm wierd!
I hobbled around on a crutches for a few days and even had to take them to the bloggers dinner at Lonestar in Auckland. It was really great to meet everyone. People NEVER look like their photos, I guess I just expect everyone to be not quite so small! The photos didn't do anyone justice, everyone looked way more fantastic!
So now its Sunday morning, I have just fulfilled my Home & Away obsession for the week, yip told you I'm a loser!
I jumped on the scales yesterday and despite all my worries about not doing any exercise for a week and a half, I haven't put on any weight. Probably just lost some muscle instead. I'm still at 68.5. I really wish it wasn't such an effort not to put weight on, I would love to lose some weight but I don't think my lifestyle (I love food and bourbon) would allow me to maintain any loss. I've come to accept my weight but I do get that panicky feeling whenever I put on clothes and they seem tighter, like they have this week! I can't wait for my ankle to be better so I can get back out there and exercise. Its still swollen and very bruised and I still can't walk on it properly. It was suppose to be healed in 1 week, haha my dreamer timeline I gave it.
Gregs just texted me to see what I'm bringing him for lunch, he''s at his parents working on his bike that he's suppose to be racing next wkend. I'm not racing as I have to go to Sydney super early Monday morning, and I can't afford to be too tired. Anyway I don't think my ankle would appreciate it much.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Monday, October 09, 2006
Ocktober Fest
On the train in the way in, our sober selves...
After a few (many) beers.The photos after this get very blurry and mainly involve song sheets and us singing at the tops of our lungs.
A brilliant time!
Gee time flies
Once again, I hadn't realised that its been so much time since I posted. I read other blogs regularly so I just seem to think that mine updates magically too :).
I've been busy since the last time I posted. I applied for a new job, got offered it, but in the end decided to stick with my current job.
I've spent a couple of weeks on Sydney working, had an absolutely brilliant time with a great project team. My time in sydney had a lot to do with why I decided to stay at my current job. The project leader is a great time, and I've a huge amount of respect for how he does his job and it started me thinking, maybe I should work towards project management.
It was a very stressful time trying to decide what to do, with only a week to make up my mind. It obviously affected me a lot as I had a nightmare one night which was truely terrifying. I know no-one likes to hear about dreams but...
I was taking a shower, when a man all in black came in with something black over his head. There were other people not too far away, and I tried to scream but he hit me extremely hard in the head and I couldn't scream and before I blacked out, I knew that I was going to be raped/killed. It was the most terrifying feeling in the world and my terror was palpable when I woke up.
I can start to understand how rape victims never get over the terror. It took me a long time to get back to sleep that night.
A bunch of us went to beerfest at Alexandra Park Friday night, had a great time. They got all the girls up at one point and we had to do this cheerleading knees up mother brown thing. For some bizarre reason, I won, not quite sure how, but my friend Sandy said she helped by pointing out I've got huge tits. Gee thanks. Anyway won a bottle of Moet Champange and some Paris perfume which is a pretty cool prize.
Got home at 3am, love catching the train home, so cheap! Saturday was very quiet indeed. We did drive down to hamilton to pickup a redbull trolley racer that Greg brought for its race wheels but it wasn't quite what we thought it would be, so greg changed his mind. He knew the buy selling it, so it there weren't any problems.
We got home T 6pm and lay down for a 20min nap since we were still so shattered from the copius amounts of beer the night before, and before we knew it we work up the next morning at 7am! Couldn't believe we'd slept for 13 hours!!!
We went riding out at Woodhill on the dirt bikes, I'm not sure what was up with me, but I had quite a few hard crashes so have some good bruises today and my muscles especially around my shoulders and chest are really quite painful. I might be able to use them as a convenient excuse not to go to the gym tomorrow....
Talking of the Tuesday night session, I went last Tuesday and they've changed the format or something, now its the Max fit class, and I have never been to a harder gym session. I sweated like a pig (tmi) and was completely knackered by the end so I'm not sure my sore muscles will cope with tomorrow.
Will see if I can post some charming photos of us at beerfest.
I've been busy since the last time I posted. I applied for a new job, got offered it, but in the end decided to stick with my current job.
I've spent a couple of weeks on Sydney working, had an absolutely brilliant time with a great project team. My time in sydney had a lot to do with why I decided to stay at my current job. The project leader is a great time, and I've a huge amount of respect for how he does his job and it started me thinking, maybe I should work towards project management.
It was a very stressful time trying to decide what to do, with only a week to make up my mind. It obviously affected me a lot as I had a nightmare one night which was truely terrifying. I know no-one likes to hear about dreams but...
I was taking a shower, when a man all in black came in with something black over his head. There were other people not too far away, and I tried to scream but he hit me extremely hard in the head and I couldn't scream and before I blacked out, I knew that I was going to be raped/killed. It was the most terrifying feeling in the world and my terror was palpable when I woke up.
I can start to understand how rape victims never get over the terror. It took me a long time to get back to sleep that night.
A bunch of us went to beerfest at Alexandra Park Friday night, had a great time. They got all the girls up at one point and we had to do this cheerleading knees up mother brown thing. For some bizarre reason, I won, not quite sure how, but my friend Sandy said she helped by pointing out I've got huge tits. Gee thanks. Anyway won a bottle of Moet Champange and some Paris perfume which is a pretty cool prize.
Got home at 3am, love catching the train home, so cheap! Saturday was very quiet indeed. We did drive down to hamilton to pickup a redbull trolley racer that Greg brought for its race wheels but it wasn't quite what we thought it would be, so greg changed his mind. He knew the buy selling it, so it there weren't any problems.
We got home T 6pm and lay down for a 20min nap since we were still so shattered from the copius amounts of beer the night before, and before we knew it we work up the next morning at 7am! Couldn't believe we'd slept for 13 hours!!!
We went riding out at Woodhill on the dirt bikes, I'm not sure what was up with me, but I had quite a few hard crashes so have some good bruises today and my muscles especially around my shoulders and chest are really quite painful. I might be able to use them as a convenient excuse not to go to the gym tomorrow....
Talking of the Tuesday night session, I went last Tuesday and they've changed the format or something, now its the Max fit class, and I have never been to a harder gym session. I sweated like a pig (tmi) and was completely knackered by the end so I'm not sure my sore muscles will cope with tomorrow.
Will see if I can post some charming photos of us at beerfest.
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