back from track camp. track camp was alright. nightwalk was probably the highlight and probably the reason why i was there. or rather, the second reason why i was there.
awww man, i seriously adored it. i just adored it. and i still do.
argh, in other news. MRI was done. half an hour of lying down, forcing myself to not move a muscle. but i think i did move a few muscles. like the hell do you keep still for half an hour. we live in the age of superb technology yet an MRI still takes half an hour, at the very least. and it's like some noisy-ass machine. wish they could have played some music in the headphone though. at least there could be some entertainment. half an hour. that's like about the same time the train taked to get from eunos to dover.
did a number of tests actually. X-ray, MRI and CT scans. i tried to think of this as tests to find out why i'm so god-damn good. but like what lance armstrong once said, "people always wanna find out what i'm on. what am i on? i'm on my bike, busting my ass six hours a day."
well, anyway, guess from now on, i have to learn how to swim and keep going at it. then i've gotta go cycling and do other cardio. man, sometimes i feel two years is a long time and at the same time a very short time. i can't control the time. but i can control what i do within that time. and that's probably what that ever matters. anyway, hope this injury doesn't keep me down longer than i want it to.
lost my will to drag on. so i'll end with a little something. sometimes it's good to look behind.
