In the last 7 days:
|activity|| # ||time||miles||km||+m|
| ||Run||3|| 1:52:00|| 11.99||(9:20)|| 19.3||(5:48)|
| ||Pilates||1|| 40:00|
| ||Swimming||1|| 39:00|| 0.62||(1:02:46)|| 1.0||(39:00)|
| ||Total||5|| 3:11:00|| 12.61|| 20.3|
Run 31:00  5.3 km (5:51 / km)
Once again, 30-40 minutes seems to be an upper limit for my calves/Achilles at the moment. Getting out for this is better than nothing but still well short of what I'd want to be doing. Did feel at least half-reasonably for as long as that part of the body held up.
Run 41:00  7.0 km (5:51 / km)
Not the most convincing of efforts, but at least I managed to get out for something which bore a vague passing resemblance to a run without completely falling apart. Achilles still not brilliant - next physio session on Monday can't come soon enough. More pleasant conditions than has been the case through the week.
Having a weekend day at home did provide the opportunity to get some things done (albeit not as many as I had intended), as well as spend some Christmas book vouchers...
Still struggling. This is getting frustrating.
Swimming 39:00  1.0 km (39:00 / km)
Felt a bit less drained after a decent night's sleep but stiff and tight all over, and took to the water. The best that can be said for this session is that it would be good training for a challenge mentioned elsewhere on AP, given that the objective of that challenge is to come last - a feeling discreetly indulged in towards the end of the season by supporters of underperforming AFL teams, and more openly in the NFL where a few years back fans urged their teams to "suck for Luck" (next year's version is apparently "tanking for Trevor"). Both calves got tight towards the end, not something I'd expect of a swim.
Glad I'm not in Wagga though.
I was not previously aware that a potato cannon
was a thing. Subsequent discussion suggests this may simply reflect the fact that I didn't spend much of my childhood around farms or quasi-farms (although it still seems a rather strange weapon to use for a drive-by shooting).
Run 40:00  7.0 km (5:43 / km)
At least this was a run, although it felt like something of a struggle for much of the way. At its best in the middle running along the bottom of the Darebin Creek valley on the track on the far side you get to on the stepping stones (perhaps because it was cooler in the bottom of the valley). Not really any injury problems, but definitely still getting used to the humidity again.
Felt pretty drained after riding home tonight; hope this isn't indicative of anything other than perhaps some lingering jet lag.
Pilates 40:00 
So what random body part is going to act up post-flight this time? Your answer, for 10 points, is the right hamstring. Felt better once I'd ridden into work so will try again tomorrow. Fairly sticky, but at least it wasn't Tarcoola (49.0) or Port Augusta (48.9).
The evening session was a rather unusual one - I thought I'd booked for 8am but there had been a stuff-up somewhere, and by the time I got the reminder text the 8am class was full. My shoulders were pretty sore and stiff in the exercises which worked them - probably another product of the flight - but otherwise this was reasonably standard.
It was our line's turn to have a meltdown tonight - glad I was riding. I thought something funny was going on when I saw 15-20 people standing, mostly on their phones, outside the Clifton Hill Maccas, then rode a bit further and saw the line for buses stretching from the station almost back to High Street. There was also a steady stream of people walking along Heidelberg Road, having worked out (correctly) that the 30-60 minutes it would take them to walk from Clifton Hill to Dennis/Fairfield/Alphington was less than they'd have to wait for a bus.
- Jun 17, 2050 [1,638w, 4d]: Y - wmoc 2050 Magic's got some competition in M75.
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