Didn’t sleep very well on Saturday night. Not sure why, maybe it was the sleep in the afternoon. Sunday was the first day of daylight saving. I decided to go down to the BBC and watch the World Cup rugby game between Australia and England. Kick-off was 6 AM Sydney time. That meant getting up at 5 AM daylight saving time which was 4 AM real-time. Very few things in life are worth getting up at 4 AM for and rugby is not one of them.

Sunrise from the verandah of the Balmoral Beach Club. The sunrise was more riveting than the Rugby.
Still it was fun being down there in the stillness just before dawn with about 30 other diehard Rugby supporters. Australia won which was good but Rugby is a very flawed game – an exercise in extended tedium: lumbering forwards wandering around out in the backs, defenders standing up on the advantage line and endless kicking and meaningless stoppages. Too many men on the field. AFL and rugby league have nothing to worry about from Rugby Union as a spectacle.The sun coming up through the heads was the most riveting part of the morning.We had an unusual swim being a scratch race from the southern end of Balmoral around the island into Deadmans then back down to the beach in front of the Bathers. It was about 1200m and the first time in the club’s 100 year history that a scratch race has started from the southern end. I was initially going very slowly, trying to nurse my neck, until I got to Deadmans and as I was turning the buoy I caught sight of Peter McCormick just ahead of me. I moved up close to him before he saw me and put the foot down. He got a body length in front but I managed to haul him in and all of a sudden I forgot about my neck. We went at it, hell for leather all the way from Deadmans to the Bather’s buoy. I had half a body length on him going around the buoy and kept it to the beach. I was pretty pleased about that and my neck didn’t hurt too much, which is odd as it is the first time I’ve gone flat out for ages. Barry didn’t swim which was a bit sad.
Went home, picked up my gear and drove the Virgin gym at Frenchs Forest. I should have gone yesterday afternoon but had a sleep instead and felt a bit guilty.
Bike ………………… Warm up 30 mins. Level 7/8. Speed 70rpm. Power 120 watts. 231 kcl. Distance 9.4km
Leg Press…………..10 reps x 60kg both legs
Leg Curl ……………20 reps x 15kg broken-leg-only
Leg Press………….10 reps x 60kg both legs
Leg Curl ……………..20 reps x 15kg broken-leg-only
Leg Curl ……………..10 reps x 20kg broken-leg-only………increase in weight
Leg Extension….. …20 reps x 15kg broken-leg-only
Leg Extension…….. 10 reps x 15kg broken-leg-only
Leg Curl ……………..20 reps x 20kg broken-leg-only
Leg Press………….10 reps x 60kg both legs
Leg Extension…… 10 reps x 20kg broken-leg-only………increase in weight
Sprint start…………20 reps both legs
Pretty pleased with all that especially as I can now do 20kg on both the extension and curl machines with no pain.

A quiet Sunday afternoon on the leg press machine. Virgin gym. Frenchs Forest
Came home and watched the NRL Grand Final between the Broncos and the Cowboys. Great game but what a lack of imagination to call two Australian sporting teams after the Denver Broncos and the Dallas Cowboys. Someone should tell those geniuses in the NRL that there are no Broncos in Australia (Brumbies) nor are there any Cowboys (Ringers, drovers or stockmen). I’m sure it would be lost on them.
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