to redeem one's honour.

getting injured is a humbling experience; it reminds me that no matter how strong you are, you are bound to break down one day, simply because no man is machine. one moment i was squatting 280 pounds, or 127 kg, and in the next, i was sitting(or perhaps, lying) my sorry ass on the gym floor, trying to put the pieces back together; trying to make sense of what was going on. being injured reminds me that i cannot fight this battle alone; i need the people around me. it makes me appreciate what i have; right here and right now.

the pain was(and still is) unbearable; i was(still am) cursing at every breath, promising the good Lord that i would give something up to make it all go away. ah, something to pray for and about for the next few days i guess.

if you're going through hell, keep going.