I decided to chill this weekend and took my usual pastime of lazing around rather seriously.
My lats were already aching since Friday after PT and one hour of tennis with sx yesterday left me with an achey right arm and wrist, but I’m surprised we didn’t suck too badly after the long hiatus. There were even some moments of brilliance and maybe two shots where my double backhand didn’t disappoint. Now that I consider a great success. Great to see my arms are so much stronger now — I can stand at the baseline and hit all the way across.
Today I ditched both PT and yoga because I suddenly had a crazy urge to head all the way down to Macritchie for a run. It’s so darned far away that it took me the entire afternoon, both bus journeys were twice the actual on-trail time. But it was nice and not so hot under the shady canopy of the trail leading up to the HSBC treetop walk. Went in at 2.45pm and emerged an hour later. Running on trail is not easy and I think I only covered a miserable 5km. And by evening I could feel my calves starting to hurt.
Ended the day with a nice chat with Dorothea over fruity Starbucks drinks. She’s being a total taitai now before baby David is born. She is due this month but she still looks so tiny!
