For the second time in about two months I've called the police again. The first time as you know, was to report my stupid neighbour Mr Skunk who in all his drunken glory called me out for a fight at 3am in the morning.

And today, it was to report the traffic situation.

I usually take the overground route to work from City Hall MRT station. When I was trying to cross the traffic light at the Swissotel-Raffles Hotel junction, I realized that all the traffic lights in all the four points of the junction were dead!

It was chaos. All the cars were trying to kill me from all directions - left, right, centre, above, below, they're everywhere! I was like a goat in headlights. I knew then how a roadkill must feel seconds before they die as I hopped, skipped and somersaulted my way to safety.

I was sweating buckets by the time I got to work.

So anyway, I just got back from my appointment with the muscular therapist. I'm not sure if it was worth 50 bucks but it's too soon to say.

The guy told me to lay off any physical activity, ALL physical activity and to come for treatment for at least two more sessions after today to give my muscular fibres time to fully recover so as to judge better if the treatment is actually working or not.

Damn it, I'm not even supposed to go for my runs anymore till then. I was also told to apply deep heating rub on the affected areas every night to really enhance my recovery rate.

It's worse than I initially thought. Basically my whole left leg is funked, except for the front of my thigh and my shin, as you can see from the areas spraypainted purple below.

What happened was that my knee got operated 24 years ago, on the inner knee area down to the upper shin, as a result of being knocked down by a taxi and the muscle fibres in these areas have deteriorated since then.

Over these years, other muscle fibres from other areas of my left leg have been compensating for the weakness of the muscles initially affected and now, 24 years on, they have also almost gone kaput.

Keyword there is 'almost'. There's still time for everything to get better though not to its full potential. I've just about seeked treatment in time and I have my little bird to thank for this. She knows best what she has done for me, that's why she's my number 1 and only one, no contest.

I hope I can get back to at least running again (being able to play contact sports again would be a bonus) coz just when I've just about regained my shape and fitness levels, I now have to abruptly stop everything until the month end.

That's a lot of work I see going down the drain. Should I recover, I'd have to pick everything up again from scratch and I don't like the sound of that though it's by no choice of mine.

Guess we'll see how it goes then. Meantime I'll just follow what the doc says.