we're queer, get used to it...
Actually, where we are is the Radisson Blu in Cologne which is mega comfortable and friendly. Fiona and Jon and Rhys are here, Sue and Pete fly in tomorrow.
We've got our accreditation, the Opening Ceremony is Saturday night and my first game is on Tuesday.
And so, it begins...
I have a court booked for Sunday for some last minute practice . Judy plays her first game on Monday - doubles (D grade) with Suzanne.
You can feel the Gay Games buzz - lots of team members on the train from Paris, gays and lesbians everywhere in the City and the organisers keep giving us girls - wait for it - condoms... ah well - mass production of welcome kits can only be customised so much and one shouldn't assume that the girls who are here might not also sleep with boys..
I've had my first German beer - yuuuum
Showing posts with label tennis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tennis. Show all posts
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Le Dernier Jour en Paris
Rhys has a future as a ball-kid. For one whole hour, he retrieved all our tennis balls - one by one at times and successfully dodged serves, ground-strokes and mis-hits.
I'm much happier with my serve - goes in when I relax - who woulda thought? Judy can punch the ball back all right but she's not so keen on running so I get to play sneaky shots when I play her (not that she's playing singles in Cologne).
A slack afternoon for us today because we have to pack to be ready for the 10.00am train to Cologne.
Rhys, otherwise known as "Underpants Boy" because he has a tendency to drop his dacks, is very excited about the train trip. He's only been on relatively short trips so far. I do hope he doesn't morph into Underpants Boy on the train - but on the other hand .....
I'm much happier with my serve - goes in when I relax - who woulda thought? Judy can punch the ball back all right but she's not so keen on running so I get to play sneaky shots when I play her (not that she's playing singles in Cologne).
A slack afternoon for us today because we have to pack to be ready for the 10.00am train to Cologne.
Rhys, otherwise known as "Underpants Boy" because he has a tendency to drop his dacks, is very excited about the train trip. He's only been on relatively short trips so far. I do hope he doesn't morph into Underpants Boy on the train - but on the other hand .....
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
First practice hit up
Jude andfound our way to a very average municipal court - I was hoping that they might be clay courts but unfortunately they were some kind of weird green bitumen. Still, a practice hit is a practice hit.
Rhys joined us for the last ten minutes so that he could play tennis too. I gave him a small racquet for his birthday which he tends to use like a cricket bat - eh - who cares.
The hotel bed in Geneva has done something nasty to my back but there is a Chinese massage place just a few blocks down from our apartment and I am booked in at 6.00 this evening to get the kinks ironed out.
This afternoon we plan to visit the Paris Plage - the fake beach they set up on the banks of the Seine.
It will be a relief to be away from the utter stench from the dog and human urine and excrement that this arrondisement appears to be drenched with. There's one particular covered walk-way that is so bad, that we literally have to hold our breath as we go past.
Another practice hit is scheduled for Thursday - and I plan to hit buckets of serves - gotta get that groove hapenning.
Rhys joined us for the last ten minutes so that he could play tennis too. I gave him a small racquet for his birthday which he tends to use like a cricket bat - eh - who cares.
The hotel bed in Geneva has done something nasty to my back but there is a Chinese massage place just a few blocks down from our apartment and I am booked in at 6.00 this evening to get the kinks ironed out.
This afternoon we plan to visit the Paris Plage - the fake beach they set up on the banks of the Seine.
It will be a relief to be away from the utter stench from the dog and human urine and excrement that this arrondisement appears to be drenched with. There's one particular covered walk-way that is so bad, that we literally have to hold our breath as we go past.
Another practice hit is scheduled for Thursday - and I plan to hit buckets of serves - gotta get that groove hapenning.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Monday in Paris
A quiet day today - just a short trip to blvd Haussmann with Fi and Rhys and Judy to buy jeans for Jude (her old ones died in Gstaad).
A light lunch.
An afternoon nap.
Dinner with our friends tonight and a tennis court booked for 9.00am tomorrow.
A light lunch.
An afternoon nap.
Dinner with our friends tonight and a tennis court booked for 9.00am tomorrow.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Sunday in Paris with 4 year old
Rhys told me that he had such fun today with me that he was in love.
He also asked why I was old and wrinkly.
Four year olds are special indeed.
I had Rhys to myself for much of the day. We went to the Bastille market - oh the cheese, the cheese, indeed blessed are the cheesemakers, bought roast chicken and then Rhys and I waved his mother and father off when they went on a 19km roller blading outing with a couple of thousand other people. This happens every Sunday, thousands of roller bladers meet at a designated spot and then skate for up to 25kms around Paris. Volunteer marshalls and police on roller blades manage the road closures and keep the group tight.
Normally, Rhys would accompany his parents in his pusher but since we were here we decided to have a little time with him and let his parents skate to their hearts' content.
We walked back from Bastille to the apartment with Rhys demonstrating his prowess in jumping off things, skipping, hopping, twirling and running really fast. He also "scared" me 5 times - 5!
We all had a nap after that and then Rhys and I went to the little playground at the foot of the apartment. It's not a particularly nice playground - I suspect it is more of a hang out for serious drinking and perhaps drugs but we were the only ones there and we had further demonstrations of leaping, jumping, balancing and other gymnastics.
My first game is a little over one week from now so tomorrow it's time to get onto a court and have a gentle hit with Judy.
He also asked why I was old and wrinkly.
Four year olds are special indeed.
I had Rhys to myself for much of the day. We went to the Bastille market - oh the cheese, the cheese, indeed blessed are the cheesemakers, bought roast chicken and then Rhys and I waved his mother and father off when they went on a 19km roller blading outing with a couple of thousand other people. This happens every Sunday, thousands of roller bladers meet at a designated spot and then skate for up to 25kms around Paris. Volunteer marshalls and police on roller blades manage the road closures and keep the group tight.
Normally, Rhys would accompany his parents in his pusher but since we were here we decided to have a little time with him and let his parents skate to their hearts' content.
We walked back from Bastille to the apartment with Rhys demonstrating his prowess in jumping off things, skipping, hopping, twirling and running really fast. He also "scared" me 5 times - 5!
We all had a nap after that and then Rhys and I went to the little playground at the foot of the apartment. It's not a particularly nice playground - I suspect it is more of a hang out for serious drinking and perhaps drugs but we were the only ones there and we had further demonstrations of leaping, jumping, balancing and other gymnastics.
My first game is a little over one week from now so tomorrow it's time to get onto a court and have a gentle hit with Judy.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Paris
Neither of us slept well last night but we caught the 8:17 train to Lyon and then on to Paris today. Jonathan and Fiona and Rhys met us at our apartment which is just a short walk from them in the 11th arrondisement.
I have eaten far too much today but that's all too easy to do in Paris.
We will meet up with J&F&R tomorrow and go to the market and then we get to have Rhys all to ourselves for the afternoon while his parents go on roller blading around the city. Every Sunday, thousands of people gather to go skating. Normally Rhys accompanies his parents in his pusher (with helmet and suitably chic sunglasses) but we will find a park or two to take him to.
Our schedule for the Games has changed. Judy will play on Monday but my first game is now not until Tuesday. And unlike previous games - there will be a play off for the bronze...
I think this competition will be tougher than it looks.
Au revoir
I have eaten far too much today but that's all too easy to do in Paris.
We will meet up with J&F&R tomorrow and go to the market and then we get to have Rhys all to ourselves for the afternoon while his parents go on roller blading around the city. Every Sunday, thousands of people gather to go skating. Normally Rhys accompanies his parents in his pusher (with helmet and suitably chic sunglasses) but we will find a park or two to take him to.
Our schedule for the Games has changed. Judy will play on Monday but my first game is now not until Tuesday. And unlike previous games - there will be a play off for the bronze...
I think this competition will be tougher than it looks.
Au revoir
Friday, July 23, 2010
The Last Day
of intensive tennis training - at indoor courts unfortunately because it was belting rain.
We had the farewell dinner last night. Roy delights in making people sing "Waltzing Matilda" and we had fun telling them that our national song is about a sheep-thief who commits suicide...
Today I got to play with Lady Joan (yes really) and we had a ball frustrating two other players who had treated us with disdain because we can't hit has hard as they do - but Joan is the queen of the lob and I'm getting better at the net.We had a lot of fun watching them get more and more frustrated...
We are now in Geneva and catch the train tomorrow to Paris early in the morning...
I'll play at least twice while we're in Paris just to keep tuned up.....
We had the farewell dinner last night. Roy delights in making people sing "Waltzing Matilda" and we had fun telling them that our national song is about a sheep-thief who commits suicide...
Today I got to play with Lady Joan (yes really) and we had a ball frustrating two other players who had treated us with disdain because we can't hit has hard as they do - but Joan is the queen of the lob and I'm getting better at the net.We had a lot of fun watching them get more and more frustrated...
We are now in Geneva and catch the train tomorrow to Paris early in the morning...
I'll play at least twice while we're in Paris just to keep tuned up.....
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Day Four
My feet are sore!!
Not surprising when you work out that I've played 17 hours of tennis in four days. Mind you, I was reminded of home when I put my tennis socks on - they clearly bore the marks of having been one of the pairs of socks that Hari (my Brown Burmese cat) had taken to stealing from my suitcase in the days before we left.
And Judy has a new girlfriend....
Her name is Sophie..
She's five years old and has decided that Judy is the adult du jour...
I watched them this morning on the grass underneath the breakfast terrace playing a kind of football and catch with a supersized tennis ball. I'm not sure who was having the most fun! Sophie is tri-lingual. She speaks Swiss-German, German and English. She's an utter joy to watch as she skips around the hotel.
I think she is partly enamoured of Judy because Sophie collects coins and Judy has given her a full set of Australian coins. The 50cent piece has been a particular success.
Some of the other kids we see here are so formal - already in their suits and loafers - bored adult/kids...
Another five hours of tennis tomorrow, then the farewell dinner, then another 2.5 hours of tennis and the week is over. Roy has persuaded Judy to sing at tomorrow night's farewell dinner. It's been a little tricky working out what she'll sing given that most of her stuff is reasonably political and this is not exactly a left-leaning kind of group - but I know my girl and I know she'll knock their socks off!
I am having the last of my massages today - a facial treatment first (well I have been in the sun for a few days now) and then a hot stone massage. It's difficult to take but I'm managing.
Not surprising when you work out that I've played 17 hours of tennis in four days. Mind you, I was reminded of home when I put my tennis socks on - they clearly bore the marks of having been one of the pairs of socks that Hari (my Brown Burmese cat) had taken to stealing from my suitcase in the days before we left.
And Judy has a new girlfriend....
Her name is Sophie..
She's five years old and has decided that Judy is the adult du jour...
I watched them this morning on the grass underneath the breakfast terrace playing a kind of football and catch with a supersized tennis ball. I'm not sure who was having the most fun! Sophie is tri-lingual. She speaks Swiss-German, German and English. She's an utter joy to watch as she skips around the hotel.
I think she is partly enamoured of Judy because Sophie collects coins and Judy has given her a full set of Australian coins. The 50cent piece has been a particular success.
Some of the other kids we see here are so formal - already in their suits and loafers - bored adult/kids...
Another five hours of tennis tomorrow, then the farewell dinner, then another 2.5 hours of tennis and the week is over. Roy has persuaded Judy to sing at tomorrow night's farewell dinner. It's been a little tricky working out what she'll sing given that most of her stuff is reasonably political and this is not exactly a left-leaning kind of group - but I know my girl and I know she'll knock their socks off!
I am having the last of my massages today - a facial treatment first (well I have been in the sun for a few days now) and then a hot stone massage. It's difficult to take but I'm managing.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Day Three
Well, it's really day two and a half - we only played this morning before heading off to a picnic in the Alps - tough eh!
I am pleasantly surprised that all my training has actually paid off. Despite spending five hours a day on the court, I am surprisingly unstiff.
Roy had me working my guts out yesterday - really getting me to run and make every possible attempt to get that damned yellow ball back. He asked me if it was ok to be pushing me like that - and my bravado said "Bring it on!"
We now have the draw for the first round. My first singles match is on the Monday (2nd August) at 9.30 with doubles at 2.00. Judy has also entered the Games and will play her doubles at 12.30 which is great because it means that I can be her cheer squad for a change.
Roy's promised me a bit of singles time which I'm looking forward to. The tennis pros he has here are simply fabulous. Roy's son Antony is particularly good - he has this wonderful graceful style in his own game and an air of quiet authority on the court. His feedback and corrections are both positive and really useful.
Only a few more days of "camp" and then we're off to Paris to play with our favourite four year old.
I am pleasantly surprised that all my training has actually paid off. Despite spending five hours a day on the court, I am surprisingly unstiff.
Roy had me working my guts out yesterday - really getting me to run and make every possible attempt to get that damned yellow ball back. He asked me if it was ok to be pushing me like that - and my bravado said "Bring it on!"
We now have the draw for the first round. My first singles match is on the Monday (2nd August) at 9.30 with doubles at 2.00. Judy has also entered the Games and will play her doubles at 12.30 which is great because it means that I can be her cheer squad for a change.
Roy's promised me a bit of singles time which I'm looking forward to. The tennis pros he has here are simply fabulous. Roy's son Antony is particularly good - he has this wonderful graceful style in his own game and an air of quiet authority on the court. His feedback and corrections are both positive and really useful.
Only a few more days of "camp" and then we're off to Paris to play with our favourite four year old.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Day One of Tennis Camp
Forehands, backhands, volleys, a couple of doubles sets and...
I'm stuffed.
Well at least I'm not as stuffed as I was two years ago when I did this. Basically it's five hours of tennis with one tennis pro to three participants which means you get a lot of attention and you get to run... a lot...
I am pleasantly surprised by the improved level of fitness - truly - I'm just a little bit sore in the legs but not too bad. I do have to confess to having a little sleep after the morning session though. The lovely Judy ran a hot bath for me at the end of the day - bliss.
Judy spent her day doing cryptic crosswords and working on the jigsaw puzzle we brought with us. Dunno which one of us is having the most fun.
Last night we had a welcome to the tennis week dinner and Judy and I sat with an older woman - Marion - who miraculously escaped the holocaust. She was arrested as a 14 year old returning to Berlin from boarding school in England in 1938 - charged with moving money out of Germany. She was required to attend a police station where the officer did two remarkable things - he gave her passport back and told her to get back to England as fast as she could and then said to her mother (who had been arrested on Krystallnacht) "Leave this country - leave now". And they did - to Shanghai where they were safe until the communist revolution and again her family escaped but this time to America.
I wonder what happened to the police officer - did he survive? Did he help others escape?
On a much less serious note:
At dinner tonight there was a three piece combo playing cocktail lounge classics - made me thing of our friend Tricia who thought the words were "On the bus and leaning over" instead of "Blame it on the Bosonova".
Another five hours of tennis tomorrow - and a massage at the end of it. I think I can manage that.
I'm stuffed.
Well at least I'm not as stuffed as I was two years ago when I did this. Basically it's five hours of tennis with one tennis pro to three participants which means you get a lot of attention and you get to run... a lot...
I am pleasantly surprised by the improved level of fitness - truly - I'm just a little bit sore in the legs but not too bad. I do have to confess to having a little sleep after the morning session though. The lovely Judy ran a hot bath for me at the end of the day - bliss.
Judy spent her day doing cryptic crosswords and working on the jigsaw puzzle we brought with us. Dunno which one of us is having the most fun.
Last night we had a welcome to the tennis week dinner and Judy and I sat with an older woman - Marion - who miraculously escaped the holocaust. She was arrested as a 14 year old returning to Berlin from boarding school in England in 1938 - charged with moving money out of Germany. She was required to attend a police station where the officer did two remarkable things - he gave her passport back and told her to get back to England as fast as she could and then said to her mother (who had been arrested on Krystallnacht) "Leave this country - leave now". And they did - to Shanghai where they were safe until the communist revolution and again her family escaped but this time to America.
I wonder what happened to the police officer - did he survive? Did he help others escape?
On a much less serious note:
At dinner tonight there was a three piece combo playing cocktail lounge classics - made me thing of our friend Tricia who thought the words were "On the bus and leaning over" instead of "Blame it on the Bosonova".
Another five hours of tennis tomorrow - and a massage at the end of it. I think I can manage that.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
And so it begins....
First stop - Milan. Hmm, what can I say about Milan? If you are into serious label shopping then this is most definitely the place for you. And let's just say that shopping for anything other than size micro is almost impossible.
On the other hand, it's just a 2.5 hour train trip to Venice - Judy's favourite city. So that's where we've been - off to Venezia for lunch.
Tomorrow is a lazy day - we are going to La Scala to see The Barber of Seville but given how hot and humid it is at the moment - it's unlikely we will do anything more vigorous than walking to the theatre,
On Friday I start getting into serious preparation for the tennis - that's when we catch the train to Gstaad where I spend 6 days and a total of 25 hours on the tennis court.
On the other hand, it's just a 2.5 hour train trip to Venice - Judy's favourite city. So that's where we've been - off to Venezia for lunch.
Tomorrow is a lazy day - we are going to La Scala to see The Barber of Seville but given how hot and humid it is at the moment - it's unlikely we will do anything more vigorous than walking to the theatre,
On Friday I start getting into serious preparation for the tennis - that's when we catch the train to Gstaad where I spend 6 days and a total of 25 hours on the tennis court.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
The Final Countdown
Last comp night and I won the singles in a scrappy match 6-4 and we won the doubles 6-1.
Last lesson with Victor.
Last workout with Alicia
And a holiday haircut ...
Last lesson with Victor.
Last workout with Alicia
And a holiday haircut ...
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Uniforms
We've just come back from DT's - a gay pub where QSAM has hosted the official farewell for those of us heading off to Europe soon. We've got our official Team Melbourne t-shirts and a Games t-shirt - do we need much else - nah.
I had a bit of time on the court this morning - just doing some serving practice. I wish I could take some time each day to do that - just to get the serve solid but I don't think the boss would agree with my doing that!
I had a bit of time on the court this morning - just doing some serving practice. I wish I could take some time each day to do that - just to get the serve solid but I don't think the boss would agree with my doing that!
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Rankings!
We've been asked to check our details for the tournament - no probs. - so I check my details - all correct. And much to my surprise I find I have a ranking in singles in the GLTA - woo hoo - I am 509th...
Technically Judy is ranked higher than me because she won her first round at the GG in Chicago last time - 6-0 6-0. (Her opponent didn't show up).
Played the Thursday comp tonight and Judy came to keep the stats. Lost the first set 2-6 but won the second 6-3 - gotta be happy with that.
Technically Judy is ranked higher than me because she won her first round at the GG in Chicago last time - 6-0 6-0. (Her opponent didn't show up).
Played the Thursday comp tonight and Judy came to keep the stats. Lost the first set 2-6 but won the second 6-3 - gotta be happy with that.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Everyone Has Her Own Wimbeldon
And we have Foxtel which means that we are now glued to the tv.
My calf is on the mend so I've had a gentle hit with the Ace Girls tonight and I'll go running with Ev tomorrow.
17 days until my last day at work ... not that I'm counting or anything.
This week is also the last week of the Thursday night comp so I'll do Tennis World Workouts for the remaining two Thursdays so that I keep hitting lots of balls.
My calf is on the mend so I've had a gentle hit with the Ace Girls tonight and I'll go running with Ev tomorrow.
17 days until my last day at work ... not that I'm counting or anything.
This week is also the last week of the Thursday night comp so I'll do Tennis World Workouts for the remaining two Thursdays so that I keep hitting lots of balls.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Well That's Torn It...
My calf muscle that is...
It was a bit sore last Monday but I thought it was improving. I was entered into a tournament this long weekend and as we started hitting up I felt a tearing sensation in my right calf muscle.
I decided to be sensible and not risk further injury so my opponent got a walk-over and I need an appointment with Tim!
At least we've got four weeks to go until we leave.
It was a bit sore last Monday but I thought it was improving. I was entered into a tournament this long weekend and as we started hitting up I felt a tearing sensation in my right calf muscle.
I decided to be sensible and not risk further injury so my opponent got a walk-over and I need an appointment with Tim!
At least we've got four weeks to go until we leave.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
A Very Big Scare
No internet access at home has made updating the blog a little difficult but there has also been one other complications. Last week I started experiencing ongoing chest pain - a dull squeezing feeling in the centre of my chest and some breathlessness. Ok - do I ignore this because I don't believe that I could possibly be having something seriously wrong with my heart or do I be sensible and take the risk of being told it's just anxiety...
Ok - so I did go to the doctor and the end result is a perfectly normal ECG but low iron and over-replaced thyroid - both of which can cause chest pain and breathlessness. And the answer is a slight modification of the thyroid medication and iron pills.
Whew...
So, I can continue training and we'll see how I go at the local tournament next week. I think it might be case of collecting Charlotte points again but the more comp practice the better
Ok - so I did go to the doctor and the end result is a perfectly normal ECG but low iron and over-replaced thyroid - both of which can cause chest pain and breathlessness. And the answer is a slight modification of the thyroid medication and iron pills.
Whew...
So, I can continue training and we'll see how I go at the local tournament next week. I think it might be case of collecting Charlotte points again but the more comp practice the better
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Finally!
I broke my drought of wins last Thursday with a 6-1 win in the singles and a 6-3 win in the doubles - whew! I have to admit that it felt good.
Only seven weeks to go now until we leave and now is the time to really step up the training.
I've entered the Waverely Tennis tournament for the Queens Birthday weekend - playing B grade Ladies singles. It seems that we will be mixed in with the 16 year olds - oh well yet another thumping at the hands of an infant likely to be handed out.
And joy, the French Open has begun - more opportunities to study clay court tactics.
Only seven weeks to go now until we leave and now is the time to really step up the training.
I've entered the Waverely Tennis tournament for the Queens Birthday weekend - playing B grade Ladies singles. It seems that we will be mixed in with the 16 year olds - oh well yet another thumping at the hands of an infant likely to be handed out.
And joy, the French Open has begun - more opportunities to study clay court tactics.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
I'm Not So Good at Losing
Last week I was beaten by a 13 year old... (7-5 in a tie break).
Tonight we won the doubles but I couldn't hold serve and lost my singles 6-4. I just couldn't crack my opponent. Really really really frustrating!! I don't think I played badly - she was a better player but that doesn't deal with my fragile tennis ego!!!!!
Still, I take what I did do well. I attacked her backhand pretty successfully and got a few drop shots going. Just wait until next week!
Judy and I are going to NSW on Saturday - Judy's got a gig at Camden Haven so no training on Saturday morning. Instead I get to warm up my entourage-of-one act. For any readers who don't know about Judy Small - check out Judy's website.
Judy is often surprised that I still like going to her gigs but I get quite a buzz out of them - she has great fans and I've had the privilege of meeting some extraordinary people because of her music and I've got to hear some tuly wonderful music.
Next Thursday I hope to report victory... just got to keep training...
Tonight we won the doubles but I couldn't hold serve and lost my singles 6-4. I just couldn't crack my opponent. Really really really frustrating!! I don't think I played badly - she was a better player but that doesn't deal with my fragile tennis ego!!!!!
Still, I take what I did do well. I attacked her backhand pretty successfully and got a few drop shots going. Just wait until next week!
Judy and I are going to NSW on Saturday - Judy's got a gig at Camden Haven so no training on Saturday morning. Instead I get to warm up my entourage-of-one act. For any readers who don't know about Judy Small - check out Judy's website.
Judy is often surprised that I still like going to her gigs but I get quite a buzz out of them - she has great fans and I've had the privilege of meeting some extraordinary people because of her music and I've got to hear some tuly wonderful music.
Next Thursday I hope to report victory... just got to keep training...
Thursday, April 22, 2010
100 days to go...
Yep, that's right - we're now in the final countdown to Cologne - 100 days until the Opening Ceremony. I'e trained pretty hard this week and the tennis is definitely improving (albeit I was beaten by a 12 year old last night 6-5).
Still, when you consider that I had been for a walk with Ev and then had walked pretty much consistently from 8.00am-4.30pm touring 6of Melbourne's prisons (it's a long story) and then played tennis, I am not too unhappy.
I am really pleased that the volcano in Iceland appears to be settling down - the last time it erupted there were explosions for six months...
Still, I am sure that with sufficient notice we coudl find alternative ways to get into Europe - perhaps via Rome. Still it's good that it ppears that we won't need to worry about that.
I've been making a little home movie about my Gay Games experience and that's been actually very useful. I've now got some footage of me playing tennis and I can see how I hit the ball. Hmm, I don't really run all that much - more brisk walking to the ball rather heavily.
No training tomorrow - my right knee is very sore (and clicking ominously) and I'm going to rest it.
Still, when you consider that I had been for a walk with Ev and then had walked pretty much consistently from 8.00am-4.30pm touring 6of Melbourne's prisons (it's a long story) and then played tennis, I am not too unhappy.
I am really pleased that the volcano in Iceland appears to be settling down - the last time it erupted there were explosions for six months...
Still, I am sure that with sufficient notice we coudl find alternative ways to get into Europe - perhaps via Rome. Still it's good that it ppears that we won't need to worry about that.
I've been making a little home movie about my Gay Games experience and that's been actually very useful. I've now got some footage of me playing tennis and I can see how I hit the ball. Hmm, I don't really run all that much - more brisk walking to the ball rather heavily.
No training tomorrow - my right knee is very sore (and clicking ominously) and I'm going to rest it.
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