day 1692 – indian wells

the amount of output yesterday got me and my body good so i decided it was a sunday worth letting my body recover a little. so many body parts are currently quite shattered so taking time off for one or maybe two days isn’t too much to ask for. even if i forced it, i would only be half assing my designated heavy leg day. instead, i spent like how most people treat sundays, relaxing and watching indian wells finals. i’m very disappointed federer lost the match, but he just wasn’t on his game from the beginning


day 1691 – she-unit

showing up in plain white beaters and snapbacks for another year of kings and queens tournament. the tournament competition level was very high as always and although we didn’t make it far into the elimination rounds, it’s always good to be with the gang. good thing my chiropractor was on site to do some heavy taping on my shoulder so i could hold it down enough to play. i must say it was weird playing in white beaters and i don’t think i’ll consider that again

day 1654 – queen’s tourney 

looking at some old photos of when we last played queen’s tournament, and now we’re looking ahead to this year’s. frankly, i haven’t played since september and i can’t tell if i’m missing the sport or missing my friends. it’ll be a real test for that thumb of mine come next week when i step back into the court to field balls. i’m not sure how i feel but i’m sure that’s not relevant. honestly i don’t know how my physio hand specialist feels about that, but making my comeback is bound to happen

day 1588 – gymery

though not cleared for most activities i do, the surgeon has given me the okay to be here. my gear was ready and my bag was packed while i waited for his signal. it’s the first time in over two months i could legitmately be here in my happy place doing the happy things. a stupid setback happened due to my impatience and inability to stay put. i thought i was okay, i wanted to be okay, but only after exerting it did i find out it was still premature


day 1543 – muggy days

a whole week of wet and muggy weather further dampens my already bad mood at the moment. day fourteen of being in a splint and i can’t help but feel very depressed that i can’t do seemingly basic things. others just see me as being grumpy; it’s hard for anyone to understand what it means to me to be on the sideline missing out what i love doing. i’m doing everything to the best of my abilities, and that makes people forget how much pain and inconvenience i’m in. the countdown continues, but the thought of taking the risk is always on my mind

day 1529 – shattered thumb 

a blocked shot did all the damage. took it directly off my thumb and immediately knew it was broken but kept playing since no one was on site to confirm that. i couldn’t put my bottom hand on the stick, but i played on and eventually put one into the net. although netting the goal should not be my main focus now, it was definitely the saving grace of the game ending injury. i tend to downplay the pain hoping the injury isn’t as bad as it feels. two hospitals and four hours later, the hand specialist decided i can have a splint without immediate surgery. the night ended in a few disappointment, the length of time i’ll be out, and care and support that was present

day 1527 – iced knee

bounced off the floor hard when i dropped down too quickly to the floor. my chiro was on site but there was nothing he could have done for me there. there’s no taking it easy and i hate sitting out.  the damage is already done so i might as well continue playing through it; finished the night and immediately slapped an ice pack on it to stop the swelling. despite bruising up bad, it’s always a fun night playing with the girls. i am a little doubtful to be healthy for saturday night’s rivalry