YEE-OOUUCH!

I injured my ankle during Road Race yesterday AGAIN.
The same one I injured two weeks ago during the soccer carnival.
See lah, this is what you get when you promise yourself that you'll wear your ankle guard everytime you play sports, but don't when you don't see it in sight before the run.
Karma comes and bites you back in the ass.
Another reason why making empty promises is bad.
YOU MADE THE PROMISE FOR A REASON!

Ahhh sigh.
The "click" sound my ankle makes when it slips sideways in my shoes
The sharp sharp pain shooting through my ankle bones
The "shit, not again" thought in my little mind
The "ouch, that's starting to hurt, maybe I should take a seat" instinct
The kind "Are you okays?"
The removing of my shoes
The checking of my ankleguardless ankles
The numbing cold when the ankle is iced for 10 mins
The excruciatingly painful limp back to my room
The visit to the sinseh
The smell of the herbal paste that wafts through the netted bandage
The need to protect my bandaged ankle with a plastic bag when I shower
The slow painful limps to classes and back, supported by the boy

It used to be once every year.
Then in Singapore, once every heavy sporting season (FWOC/IBG and IHG)
Now, twice in one IBG?

This cycle is happening way too often for my liking.

But I won't give up playing soccer.
and frisbee.
and volleyball.
Are you mad?