"Introvert Talks" is meant to be a new initiative or theme, where I myself as an introvert, just talk about reflections and thoughts about my life, or maybe share more personal stuff. :)
This is my weekly post under this "Introvert Talks" theme and let's see where it takes me and us.
Have you heard of the Chaos Theory?
One of the the concepts within the Chaos Theory is the Butterfly Effect. To put it simply, with the help of Google, chaos theory is the study of how tiny, unnoticed differences in the starting conditions of a system can snowball into massive, unpredictable results over time, and it suggests that something as small as a butterfly flapping its wings on one side of the world could theoretically alter air currents enough to cause a tornado on the other side.
And over the past few days I find that I could relate to this.
I mentioned in an earlier post about how I injured my knee last week, what started from just an knee injury has rapidly snowballed into other unexpected problems. And it just dawned onto me how things when viewed in silo could be minor but there could be many, what some people would call, second order or third order impact on consequences.
First, my right knee/leg. Having an injury on my left knee meant I had to rely on my right knee/leg for support and balance most of the time, and I gradually realised it was really tough to exert all the strength on one leg for my walks and of course, it didn't take long before I realised I need to ensure my right leg doesn't give way, at least before my recovery.
Second, my eyes. As I tried to minimise going out, I inevitably spent most of the time at home, and more time in front of my laptop or handphone, it wasn't until yesterday when I realised my eyes were feeling strained and I need to rest my eyes. If I was able to go out, I think this would not have happened.
Third, my weight. Similar to the earlier reasoning, my injury meant I had to skip my usual exercise routine, and compared to clocking 7000 to 8000 steps on average within a day, my step count for the past few days have been 1000 to 2000. Also, I think I have been too used to going for exercise and it just feels uneasy and a little bored that I have time on my hands, e.g. during the weekends, and there's not much I can do about it.
I hope this doesn't sound like a whining post, because I am just sharing about my experience and my thoughts. I know recovery takes time, but at the same time, I also feel a bit helpless but to continue applying the antiseptic cream and get rest, so that hopefully the recovery is faster. And then I can get on my usual life. And finally, this experience also makes me able to relate to people, especially the elderly, who sometimes are stuck at home due to mobility and health reasons, and how the physical and mental health can deteriorate very quickly if one stays at home for too long, and lose touch of the world, be it just the fresh air in the parks, or aromatic smell of coffee at the cafes.
Alright, that's all for my self-talk this time. Back to resting. Take care!
