Robert H. Smith

The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.

Monday, December 13, 2010

42 click killer

At 4am in the morning of 5th Dec when the alarm clock rang, I jumped out of my bed with a jittery feeling inside of me. I managed to get to the start line with the help of my bro who sent me there.

The Standard Chartered Marathon route had pretty awesome scenery I must say which relieved me of some of the pain I was feeling at the point in time. Immediately after the run, I went to see a tieh tah physician who gave me a 1 hour hard core massage and placed suction over my knees.

Since then, I found the pain in my knees coming on and off which greatly affected my badminton training for the upcoming race (1st and 8th Jan 2011). This is when I found out I have Posterior cruciate ligament (PCL). Sigh...