Living with pain

There is a reason why God did not create me to an athlete. 5 years of training and I would probably drop dead/lose a limb/be bed ridden for the rest of my life. Tick one of the above.

Week one of training, and I was greeted with a cough and a flu. The sort that makes you lose appetite, gasp for air and scream for some knockout medication that will enable you to sleep without waking up to some coughing fit. Try imagining a coughing fit so bad that it will chase the monsters under the bed away. Anyway, according to my research, it is alright to continue exercising even if you are sick. Just as long as you are not running a fever or having an aching body. Even if a tap replaced my nose, I was out there running. Blocked nose? No worries, breathe through your mouth, and then go into a coughing fit. The rule of the thumb is never stop running because you will break your momentum. I am very persevering that way. Dangle a competitor in front of me and I am running like a cheetah…only on slow motion as shown on Animal Planet.

Recently, my bones aged. I ignore that nagging pain in my knees as I climb up the stairs because out of the blue, my threshold for pain is rather high. Bend, crawl, jump, roll, skip, and more squats? Yea, sure, let’s do them all. It is all about mind over body!! I shrugged and said, hey at least it only hurts when I bend my knees, and especially so when I climb the stairs. That day, we ran and just as we were running towards the gate, oh boy, each landing would jolt me out of my sleepy state. Ooo… the more I ran, the pain was out of my mind; or maybe I was distracted by something else. Yeah! I can conquer anything.

When I got out of bed the next day, besides having a bruised back from the workshop, my knees was filled with bruises and oh, walking was a chore. Good job. What am I going to do about it? Nothing(at the moment). Rest for 2 days?

Yes, I should NEVER be some athlete. I will probably carry on with my sport even if I have a million injuries and still continue accumulating more till I get bedridden or die. True story.