Last night I had a harrowing experience, but to figure out how it all started I have to go back a little bit. As I am sure I have mentioned before, my room is cold. Like wear a sweat shirt, pants, socks, sleep underneath 3 blankets, use a space heater and still feel like you are in an igloo cold. (Come to think of it, maybe part of the reason behind my surge in weight was my body reacting in order to insulate itself.) I knew that these temperatures would stay roughly the same at least through February, so while I was home I purchased an electric blanket. I know I could have just waited until I got back and bought one here, but I am lazy and my mom was paying. As I said last post, the blanket did not work. I now think that the problem was I was not using my converter plug, I was only trying it with the basic European adapters. I am not positive this was the problem, but I am pretty pissed I didn’t get to at least try to find out before disaster struck. Continue reading “Almost Burned Down My Apartment”
I think it was the 4th day of my dad’s trip that we slated as our day to spend in Jerusalem. Our sightseeing up to that point had consisted of seeing the Bahai Gardens in Haifa. Unless you count looking out the window on the drive from the airport as a cultural experience, my dad and I had not accomplished much in terms of seeing this ancient, famous country. Thus, that Sunday we woke up early and headed off for the Holy City. Continue reading “Trip to Jerusalem/ Update”
It all began around 10:30 at night, when I decided to get out of my apartment for some fresh air. I had not left the apartment all day, and figured I would just go to the little park nearby for some stretching and maybe a few jumping exercises. So I head downstairs, but just as I get to the bottom I realized there were trash bags in the kitchen that I wanted to throw in the dumpster. I went back upstairs, got the trash, disposed of it outside, and headed over to the park. I did some stretches, proceeded over to the grass to jump a little, then reached into my pocket to change the song on my ipod. That is when everything fell apart. Continue reading “My Night As A Bum”
Last night I went to fill my car up with ridiculously expensive Israeli gasoline, and I ran into the person who coordinates our community service events, which basically entail a few players going to a local school and playing basketball with the kids. He asked if I would come with him tomorrow to another school, and if I would inform my two other American teammates and tell them to come too. I immediately knew there was no chance my teammates were going to wake up at 9 in the morning unless explicitly asked by this guy, but I told him I would try. Lo and behold, I told them both about it, but come the morning neither one was waiting with me to be picked up. Continue reading “updates, stories”
For the first time in 9 weeks, I participated in a practice. Despite the fact that my knee didn’t feel 100%, it was still such a relief to be able to run up and down a little. My inner joy was clearly noticeable, because multiple people told me it was the first time they had seen me smile in months.
Today I was able to do even more, and my knee felt much better. I cannot describe my happiness in being back on the court. The last 2 months have been interesting and fun in certain ways, but for the most part being injured has made the whole experience pretty miserable. I am looking forward to finally putting all that behind me, and the goal is to play in my first game next Tuesday. Continue reading “Army Trip and Blender Troubles”
Quick game update: We lost our first game by 1 and our second by about 20. I did not participate in either. My knee is not progressing as me or anyone had hoped it would, and I should be getting an MRI sometime this week.
On to the story of what happened today in practice. Because I have nothing to do at practice I get to do exciting tasks such as keeping score or tracking fouls. Generally I just stand there bored out of my mind and shoot during breaks. Today was a different story. Continue reading “How I Incited a Brawl”