Another Injury

Damn, another injury, a new one. This time it's the front of the left leg (the upper leg). I got it chasing down a ball. We were only 15minutes into the game. I and 2 others raced to get to the ball. I got there first only to hear the sound of a tear in my upper left leg. I was unable to carry on playing. Probably a combination of pushing REAAAAAAALy hard and not having warmed up enough for the kind of power I called upon. This all happened on the Saturday game.

The shame is that in the past few weeks I've really been getting on top of my game. Just last Thursday I was the top scorer. We played "1st to 10". I scored 6. There were 8 players in each team. I wasn't just goal hanging either. I was up and down that pitch. I saved more than I scored. We were playing with small goals. We didn't have a keeper. The other team though, did have a bloke who just sat in their goals.

Work. The Friday before the last one I left work as did all my colleagues without a care in the world. On Tuesday, my boss failed to arrive. Later we discovered he was in hospital. On Wednesday we found out the extent of his fate. He has suffered a stroke. He has lost movement down one side and his speech is severely affected. From being the busiest man in the company he now sits in a hospital bed. His brain as razor sharp as ever but the frustration is immense in not being able to communicate, at his razor speed, to any individual. It is very hard to understand what he is saying as he has to speak from the corner of his mouth.

Saturday.
The nephews came down. An emergency. Their mother had suffered some kind of fit and was admitted to hospital too. The kids were not there to see the fit so never really showed any affects through the weekend. They had a great time. They spent most of the day with the next door kids. They spent less than 10minutes on the computer. Most of their games were the best kind - using their imaginations.

Films watched this since last entry: Spiderman 3, The Wild, To Hell and Back.

Activities attempted since last entry:

Salsa
I went to a Beginners Salsa. There were more women than men. I dance with lots of ladies - some really pretty ones too. But none of them generated the magic. I left pretty soon after the end of the training. The venue was crowded and again it was difficult to hear the tutor or see him. The basic steps I got, eventually. The turn I found more difficult. It was not helped by the "grippiness" of my shoes. An now the leg injury puts pay to a quick return to the dance floor.

Pool
Went with the work mates to a pub. We ended up playing the evening on a pool table. It was great fun. It's also nice not having to endure the bloody smokers. There was plenty of laughter and funny moments. There was also the usual depression and boredom of those who descend into "their drunk alter-egos".