mercoledì, ottobre 19, 2016

Running Life: sprained ankle, pain in the knee?

The "Running Life" project is not going on well. It's been 3 weeks of just Monday's and Tuesday's matches and nothing more. Well... last Sunday I "trained" with my Tuesday's team for 2 hours in the morning. "Training" means a 1 hour match 3 vs 3 and 1 hour of some shooting exercises.

That's been all. I've got good excuses for this... I've been sick on and off for last 3 weeks basically. So I'm not feeling that bad. But today I could... and I didn't. It's autumn, the bleak season... I was bleak.

And how the match have been going? Well. Good and bad. My legs have not been that bad. My performances have been quite good (actually on Tuesday's game I scored 8 goals in 3 matches, playing also more than 1 half in goal... so not bad). Yesterday has been the first time I had again pain in the lower legs. Next week I'll be in Italy for the whole week, and I have the idea (pale idea) to go to run once or twice. And maybe when I'll be back go back on my runs at least twice a week.

It will never happen.

And, as a last news, yesterday I sprained my left ankle (saving a shot) and the pain was quite strong. Luckily it was not a big sprain, it didn't even swollen too much. But today my left knee is in pain. I don't know what's the lesson from this.

lunedì, ottobre 03, 2016

Running life: match day #1, or playing sick

Well, in the last 2 weeks I've never run a single day. For different reasons... like... well... how to say it... I didn't want?

Anyway, today it was match day, and I was sick since last Thursday (fever, simple fever), but I was a bit better, so I decided to play anyway. Well... no strength, no power, no stamina... and not even brains...

It was a funny experience, though... the world was not spinning at the right speed, and sometimes was spinning too much... my mind was a bit wondering at times... 

We lost.

lunedì, settembre 26, 2016

The strange life of Pi

First of all... the ones who understand the title of this post are spread over quite a nice part of Europe... and one is on a different plane of existence (if ever).

Then... life is strange.

When everything goes on on it's tracks, you are prepared to renovate everything in your life (exaggeration, right there...) and even start being blonde, some words on a monitor start becoming more and more important. And hearing a voice is nice and sweet.

And well... hearing that voice it's not easy, it's somewhere far far away. But hey, easy things? Naaa... too boring.

Who knows what's happening? And who cares? What can happen and what will happen are two different things, but both are exciting and there's no use in trying to worry about that. Yep... ZEN mode is on.

martedì, settembre 20, 2016

Running life: 11 a side football match

And so it happened. After having jogged on Wednesday, a colleague of mine asked me if on Saturday I would join on a match of his 11 a side football team. He would be injured, but would be there.

So I said yes, because: why not?

Probably it's a bit early, I have been jogging (I really can't say "training") for just 3 weeks... but he asked me on Friday, just before I was supposed to go running, and that was a big push on say "yes". I would have not gone running right away, but I would have anyway "jogged" on Saturday.

And Saturday it come. I went to the field, met the team, I was to sub, obviously, and had no problem on that... even better, should I say, because an 11 a side is a big pitch and it's 90 mins and I am old.
So... I warm up a bit, exchanged passes with the guys and then stayed on the side watching the match for the first half.

The 2 teams were quite balanced, our opponents were playing with a big fat guy who couldn't run, but luckily we had one of our own. Anyway, 0-0 after the first half (and a really bad accident...).

It is my turn, my colleague (well... let's say friend, come on!) told the team I would start playing, in the central midfield (he asked me and that's the place I said I am more comfortable)... and the team was not happy about that. I don't speak Dutch, but I think I understood that they didn't wanted, so they moved me to the side.

No problem for me, I know it's not the best place for me now, because I'm not as quick and fit as  it's needed there... but anyway. We started the match, we scored, I missed an opportunity (not used to the pitch) and I enjoyed it a lot. At one point they moved me to the middle... because they saw I good enough... hehehe... I was more than good enough. Anyway we lost, my right quadriceps hurt and I can't shoot with that leg, but I am more than happy about the outcome. Hopefully the leg will get better... and I will be able to play again. 11 a side is FOOTBALL!

venerdì, settembre 16, 2016

Up to the task ... ... (?)

Time is running out. ETA is nearing and getting pretty close: TOMORROW!

Renovations are gonna start. Everything is a surprise and I'm up to do none of the things I should do... at least until I will not start doing them!

Little calendar down here. Cross fingers and whatever else you could cross!

Day    Task    Time
16-Sep (Fri)    Organize and move stuff    3
17-Sep (Sat)    rent/buy needed tools    2
17-Sep (Sat)    Organize and move stuff    6
18-Sep (Sun)    remove wallpaper in Livingroom    7
18-Sep (Sun)    prepare stuff to move out    1
19-Sep (Mon)    remove all doors   
19-Sep (Mon)    close main water and gas (need to move out!!!)   
19-Sep (Mon)    remove floor in Bathroom    4
19-Sep (Mon)    check pipes layout    0.5
19-Sep (Mon)    remove floor in Kitchen    1
19-Sep (Mon)    remove floor in Corridor    1
19-Sep (Mon)    remove floor in Main Bedroom    1
19-Sep (Mon)    remove wallpaper in Livingroom    1
20-Sep (Tue)    insole in Corridor + Kitchen (+ Main Room?)    6
20-Sep (Tue)    lay down pipes between Bathroom / Kitchen    1
20-Sep (Tue)    remove floor in Livingroom    1
21-Sep (Wed)    new insole dries   
21-Sep (Wed)    lay down new pipes in Kitchen    4
21-Sep (Wed)    bring down Bathroom wall    4
22-Sep (Thu)    bring down Bathroom wall    6
22-Sep (Thu)    setup pipes for new kitchen in Bathroom    2
23-Sep (Fri)    lay down new floor in new bathroom    4
23-Sep (Fri)    set down new WC + sink + bathtub (or shower cabin) in new bathroom    4
24-Sep (Sat)    lay down new kitchen    8
25-Sep (Sun)    day to finish all above works    8
26-Sep (Mon)    day to finish all above works    8
27-Sep (Tue)    day to finish all above works    8
27-Sep (Tue)    re-open main water and gas (can move back with bed in the attic?)   
28-Sep (Wed)    lay down new floor in Corridor + Main bedroom    4
29-Sep (Thu)    lay down new floor in Living room + new kitchen    7
29-Sep (Thu)    new window sill in Livingroom    1
30-Sep (Fri)    paint Livingroom    2
30-Sep (Fri)    paint Main bedroom    2
30-Sep (Fri)    paint Corridor    2
30-Sep (Fri)    paint new bathroom    2
01-Oct (Sat)    2nd coat on all above    8
02-Oct (Sun)    move stuff back    8
03-Oct (Mon)    time to check all the above    8
04-Oct (Tue)    remove floor in Small bedroom    1
04-Oct (Tue)    remove wall cabin in Small bedroom    4
04-Oct (Tue)    paint Small bedroom    3
05-Oct (Wed)    setup new Livingroom   
05-Oct (Wed)    new bed + wardrobe in Main bedroom   
05-Oct (Wed)    new bed in Small bedroom   
05-Oct (Wed)    new couch in Livingroom   
05-Oct (Wed)    new wardrobe in Small bedroom   
06-Oct (Thu)    day to finish all above works    8
07-Oct (Fri)    day to finish all above works    8
08-Oct (Sat)    day to finish all above works    8
09-Oct (Sun)    day to finish all above works    8

mercoledì, settembre 14, 2016

That sour tast of... you know... defeat!





It took quite some years and some months and finally it landed: I've lost.

You know, one of those losses were you can't say: "well, but at least we played well", or "the refs were totally biased!". No... I had all of the opportunities to play well, to talk with the referee (even if, as usual, the referee wasn't interested... happens a lot to me...), to change the game... but I didn't play well. And for once... sadly, I didn't even played fairly. I know, I know... I always prided myself for my fairness. I wasn't fair. My own standards of fairness were not followed by myself. Shame on me. Deserved the defeat and shut the fuck up, because you are an idiot.

So... I lost. I lost and it hurts a lot and it will not go away. Not because never again I will win, or that nothing else matters, because that's not true. Things that matters are all around and sometimes are found in strange places. And maybe I found some just recently (and of course lost it already... well, I'm a champ, but who knows?).

Then, anyway, I lost. Fuck me and myself, I lost and I can't blame anybody else. That hurts a lot, but truth is I don't mind the defeat and the pain, it's what has been lost the reason of the hurting.

Well... I think I will have to figure out how to fake that I have actually won, no? That's the important thing to do... that's for sure the important thing to do.

But at least I've... no... I've got nothing to say "but at least" for... not this time...

martedì, settembre 13, 2016

Running life: match days nr. 2

End of second week of this new life of mine.
Actually... how to say this... I run only once last week. And I noticed it. Yesterday's match was a slow start. My legs didn't want to start running. And I understand them. Last time I moved them was Wednesday, 5 days before. It wasn't a clever move. But by the halftime they got used to moving and I got better.

I didn't forced any run, but I also noticed (again) that my stamina was better than usual. So... run helped still.

Today second match of the week, and I already knew that I was feeling better from the moment I pick up the bike to ride to the pitch. And during the match it was confirmed. Runs and stamina. Loved it. So, tomorrow is running day, and hopefully also 1 between Friday and Saturday. I should try at least 2 times a week.

Let's see... let's see... I feel that a lot of young player will feel the burn of the old guy...

giovedì, settembre 08, 2016

Running life: day 7

Wednesday come and I went to run. I almost didn't, then I got home, simply changed and went.

The good feeling continued. I had mainly pain in calves and shins... that, as we know by now, is the thing that worries me.

Anyway. I run, stopped just 3 times (2 at the traffic light, going and coming back, 1 for stretching).

It was way easier that the first 2 times, I even thought I managed to increase the time a lot. I wasn't right... basically the same exact time, maybe some minute by km less. But I was disappointed when I saw it.

And at the end, the usual nice relaxing feeling as shown in the picture below:

But... I feel better... the sad thing is that today I will not go. I am already sit down at my desk and giving no shits... sad me...

martedì, settembre 06, 2016

Running life: days 4 & 5, match days

Well... the week ended and it was time to play.

Obviously I can not yet know if something really changed thanks to the 3 days in which I run/biked.

What happened, anyway, was that I managed to run way better then usual. Both Monday and Tuesday.
My legs were not stiff from the onset (I have to say that I didn't warm up at all... still not the right moment to get back to that). My stamina was quite well, I didn't have to get sub because I was almost on the verge of death. I was tired at the end, but without any major pain (only the usual ones... I know those ones).

Today second match, and I was way better then usual. Again I am not sure if it's because I moved 3 days instead of sitting down as an asshole. I run, I dribbled, I missed opportunities (but I build them up myself... it was sometimes without something like that).

So, bottom line, tomorrow I was supposed to go to drink beers with my colleagues, but instead I'll come back home right away, go tu run and the go drink beers with my friends... waaay better...

sabato, settembre 03, 2016

Day 4: running life (biking life edition)

As predicted yesterday (did I really predicted it? Don't remember... I said I'd maybe do it...) today it was bike day.

It took a lot of time and will to do it. I almost come to simply sat all day and f*ck it. Instead I woke up, ate some cereals (that's the less probable think of the whole day, by the way) and started off.

Ruigoord Route, 18 km, it's my choice. I took the south branch first, to pass through nice woods and the Amsterdamse Golf Club (yeah... because I long for golf...)... and arrived midway (next to Ruigoord village) I decided to go on a bit more. I added 4 km going and 4 back... then I got back by the same route (the south branch...) because I didn't want to ride in the less nice area.

So it was more or less 12/13 km going and the same coming back. 25 km is not much... but it was enough to spin the legs for some time and enjoy the ride.

How much did it take I really don't know. I left after 11:30, but I don't know what time. And come back around 2 pm? I really don't know...

But my legs are well, I used them good, no pain, since the bike is much smoother the running. Let's see tomorrow, probably another bike ride, but who knows?