It hurt. It was really painful at that moment. I could not even walk and I just stood there motionless squeezing the affected area – trying to subdue the pain. With low tolerance to pain, my tears were oozing instantly as an instinct response. There were abrasion with blood and bruises with blue-black marks surrounding the knee.
I just came back from a bout of usual weekly badminton game at 9:00 p.m. The driveway was wet after the Friday evening rain. The light-weighted sandal that I wore must have “no flowers” – poor in traction. I accidentally slide and lost my balance when I walked down the slight slope of the driveway. In this case, instead of landed on my buttocks – not a very artistic pose – I landed quite in style – like those guys proposing to gals. The only different was that my facial expression was in pain and not smiling.
The first thing that came to my mind was that: Oh no! I would not be able the run on the coming Sunday morning, 14 January. And I do not know how long I have to wait for it to heal.
Incidentally, I have just drawn up a training plan preparing for the coming Kuala Lumpur International Marathon (18 March) a few days ago. And this Sunday morning, the group of running friends is supposed to run 20km starting at Bukit Aman car park.
After a heavy rain on Saturday evening, the next morning must nice and cool – most pleasant for a great Sunday morning run. Looks like I will have to give it a miss.