Ran after the stupid shuttle cock and ended up landing badly on my ankle instead of on my foot. The pain was so bad, I couldn't breathe or cry. I was most probably hyperventilating and gasping out nonsense. A bottle of hot water, a bag of ice and a swirl of people around me, and the next thing I know I was feeling relatively better sitting on the sidelines with my iPod in hand.

Now, after my 2-day bed-rest, my ankle is still swollen but I'm up to my neck with ibuprofen, I don't even feel it anymore.

God, I missed the internet.