11/30/11

That strike I wrote about in my last post- it worked. At least when it comes to scoring. I went abroad and didn't play for almost four weeks, got home with no stamina left at all, played a game without any timing in neither feet nor arms, but managed to score and make some assists. Will use this as a start over and really find my motivation again.

10/16/11

No goals today either. Thinking of going on strike for a month or so.

I don't like October

Almost a month since I wrote last time and I thiiiink that things are working out quite good. Managing to stay away from colds and major injuries, always a step in the right direction. The training is going fine, focusing on the junior team-practises and go double when I feel that my body is in sufficiently good shape for senior team-tempo. Although, still not scoring during the games which really messes with my brain- as fast as I get a goal-chance, I automatically think score, and therefore end up shooting five metres outside of the goal. However, I have gotten some tips from a person that really knows what he is talking about:

• Take more responsibility when I play with the junior-team, even though it shouldn't be needed.
• Dare to handle the ball for longer sequences and not just getting rid of it as soon as I get it.
• Try to stop shoot with the backhand-side when I actually have the time to turn around to the right position and shoot with the forehand-side.

The funny thing is that I really DO practice these things (it is hard not to when hearing his voice as soon as you get near the ball). Number two is going slightly better than number one and three but hopefully, I will get there.

09/21/11

(I better watch my writing, seems like my coach reads this blog as well- hej Anders!) Trying to leave Sunday's game behind, in my opinion one of the shittiest games I've ever played. However, a win 5-3, met the team that qualified for division 2 last season, not bad considering that we just advanced from division 4. So, what was, according to my self, improper? My running and movement. I ran, but I ran wrong. As my new role as forward on the left side (instead of the right, on which I've played during the last couple of years), I'm supposed to run my ass off and both disturb the opponent's defenders, as well as be in constant movement in order to be the first player by the ball when it's hit down to the corner of the pitch. Not often, I managed to be on the right place at the right time and this is the cause of my anger with myself. Therefore, I decided to use Tuesday's practice to learn the right running patterns. How that went? Good I think, but it would've been even better if more than four players had listened to the instructions...

I'm only going to play with the junior-team this week, as there are no games this weekend and my thighs and knees really need to recover.

Tournament in Spain

Just as last year, my team once again went to Madrid for five days to participate in an international torunament, competing amongst others the Spanish champions, containing half of the Spanish national team. Five games in three days, 35 degrees Celcius and a floor more bumpy than flat. How it went? Five victories and thereby an overall victory- we now consider ourselves as Campeónes Españoles, by all right. Personally, I did one (excuse my hubris) freakin' fantastic match when considering that I've only played one complete game since the 2nd of January. The second game was okay, played good but missed at least ten open goals. The third, fourth and fifth were nothing to brag about but I felt that I really got into the new system we're playing accordingly (just watching it for eight months didn't help that much). The knee felt great, despite some nice air crossings.

Got home, found out that I'm probably going to train three hours/time since the junior-team and the senior-team have the sessions straight after each other on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Don't know how my body is going to react but I guess we'll find out.

Season-premiere with the senior's B-team today, win 5-3 and for some reason, my coach thought I should play the A-team premiere tomorrow as well.

Anyway, after almost nine months- I hereby declare my knee as perfectly working again!

26th of August- time for comeback!

Out of nowhere, the fact that I have this blog recently came to my mind. I loged on, read the previous posts, and laughed. Don't know if it's considered healthy to do that at your own writing, but who said I was healthy? Anyway, it was more or less three months since I last wrote and at that time I'd just started to do some floorball training sessions after more than five months of rehabilitation only. If I'm not mistaken, I took part in five sessions before the summer break and from what I remember, the knee actually felt pretty good. However, a knee that feels pretty good is not sufficiently useable and therefore, I've been continuing my rehab training over the summer, both with my team and by my self. My physio therapist had seven (!!!) weeks off, thus no one has really been there to push me but my coach. Now I'll make a list of what I've focused on in my training during the last couple of months:

• Even more muscle building in my right leg, especially the thigh- both hamstring and vastus medialis.
• A lot of core training as that's what my physio says is the most important for the future. All stability to the knee comes from the core and since we're going to play in a lot tougher division this year, that's going to be needed.
• Trying to get the-stamina-that-I've-probably-never-had-back by jogging with the team every week. If it gave any result? Not what I've noticed this far.
• All-round fitness training with the team every week.

And what is the outcome of this like? Excellent I must say! I've participated in all of the floorball sessions since we started a couple of weeks ago and haven't had any trouble what so ever with my knee. Tomorrow it's time for the real comeback as we're playing the district championship. 237 days since I last played a real game. That's insane.

Diet for two days

Yesterday, no training session: One slice of bread, 5 small chocolate eggs, 2 chicken fajitas with rice for lunch, one glass of water, one ice cream, one disgusting (said-to-be) watermelon juice, one portion of home made caesar sallad, one McFlurry, two slices of rhubarb pie.

Might be the worst day ever looking from a nutritional (and economical) perspective. However this does not belong to my usual eating habits and I did feel bad about that McFlurry in the evening (until I put the first spoon in my mouth, then I didn't regret anything). The sugar levels were extremely high and even though I consciously have been reducing my intake of fast carbs and thereby decreased my cravings for sugar, I have some days when resistance isn't on the map. Besides, I really have to drink more water, especially as the temperatures rise during the days.

Today, training session: One slice of bread, apple juice, two portions of spaghetti carbonara, one coffee, one big portion of pasta with tomato sauce, one big glass of water, appr. 0.5 litre of water during training, one ice cream, one slice of rhubarb pie.

The ridiculously high amount of pasta wasn't planned but happened to be since the food my family was eating for dinner wasn't going to be done before I had to go to my training session. Pasta is the solution to everything, that's my mantra. However, much better food today with exception for the post-work out things. I don't know if it was the pasta that made me able to train without feeling particularly tired but since I don't have a solution to it, we'll go with that.