I'm very upset. I bought an external hard drive to keep my photos on because who knows when the ipod which I keep them on now will die. Before my trip to America I moved the photos from my ipod to the hard drive and all was well. The next morning I couldn't access the hard drive and all the pictures are now lost. I have backed up SOME of them, mainly the ones from my hikes and adventures the first two months in NZ, but many many others lost. It made me sick.
Had a visit with the physio yesterday and now I'm just getting started on some change-of-direction drills. Testing them out my knee felt pretty good and solid. Minimal pressure and pain. I'm going to make it out to the teams warm up tonight, and next week stick around for the whole training just doing what I'm able to do. On the Thursday I'm going to try some contact and see how that feels. If it's good, I'll hopefully get about 10-15 minutes game time on the Saturday. Fingers crossed.
I know I'm going to be huffing and puffing. As of right now I'm just hanging with 15 minutes bike, then about 22 minute run after. I'm beginning to test interval running though, alternating between sprinting and jogging. It's going well so far but I don't want to push it too much too quickly.
The All Black's played France last weekend down in Dunedin and lost pretty handidly. The French played well, but the AB's played pretty terribly. They've been playing together for a week, and the French have already gone through a whole Northern Hemisphere season together, so that tells alot.
They play this Saturday in Wellington. Everyone expects a different result this time around. The stadium is within easy walking distance of Courtney Place and Cuba Street - the place where everyone goes out- bars,clubs and restaurants. I'll be out in Welly this Saturday so I'm expecting a big night. Will be alot of fun I'm sure when the thousands of people head down the road. Will it be fun, or just tedious? Because it always sucks when it takes 10 minutes to wait at the bar and get a drink. The Frenchies, Alex and Nick with whom I used to live, will be going to the game and then will probably meet up after. Looking forward to rubbing a french defeat in Nicks face. Surprisingly Alex was going for the All Black's. Who'd a Thunk it!?
Something really cool that you just don't see in America. While on appointments for work in Wellington, I stopped for some sushie at a little place and saw a couple All Black's enter for some as well. Piri Weepu and Luke McAlister. Piri is nothing new b/c he's from around my area and I saw him play for his club team against Petone just a couple weeks ago. But that night I was at my gym in Wellington and I was training right next to Jerry Collins. I thought he was in France but I guess with the season just ended he came back. It took me a while to realize it was him, b/c it looked like him, but it didn't. Never seen him in person you know. But yeah, he's a legend around these parts so it was awesome to be doing bi-cep curls next to this huge bastard!He was wearing a Ben Wallace Caveliers jersey. I thought that was funny.
Time for training and testing out my leg on some grass for the first time in weeks. One word. Yay!
2 comments:
Holy crap, two posts in the same month!!
Pretty cool seeing those All Blacks. I'd love to run into Tim Howard or some other US National player.
Yeah, go slow with that knee. Look at your ole dad. I was the hook and bull, the Gladiator, the "make it happen" animal. The spirit was willing, and the body HAD to follow, or else. Now the body is telling me, "enough already!!!". It began with orthoscopic surgery on my knee, followed by hip replacement. I'm still task mastering, but cannot run or jump, and feel it when I lift and move 100 lbs. Yeah, if the doctor knew, he would shit. I try to shift most of the weight on my other leg. Now my left leg is twice the size of my right leg. I'm beginning to look like a stone crab. All this stemming from the Mt. Carmeroon race and the injury I suffered there. Would have been different if I had seen better doctors then. enough.
Take care of yourself, or you might end up like me.
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