Monday, 21 September 2009


D: 26.4km
A: 240m

My 104kg soccer playing masseuse has moved on, replaced by (I shit you not) a 49kg Eastern block Ballerina. Despite her tiny tiny body she contained a mountain of evil. She began by being bemused as to why I had booked 2 hours "just for my legs", and ended saying maybe I needed 3 hours. I on the other hand started thinking about 3 hours, and finished wishing it had only been 30 minutes. :)

It seemed like a 1/2 of the session was spent working on my calves, I tensed, I squirmed, I exhaled fast, I exhaled slow, I held my breath, I swore.... basically anything and everything to get my brain off the pain she was dealing out. It all failed.

PMPW: 92kg

No comments: