Blow Your Hair Back

 I've had a good weekend. Lots of fine dining, lots of pretty faces, lots of different stuff to see and do, met lots of new faces and some old friends. I'm not sure if I am able to take it all in. I often feel, even when I am wide awake, as if I might be half asleep.

Yesterday's visit to Grey's schoolgrounds was disquieting. I try not to entertain all my memories, and they also only bubble up in slow bloobs. But some of the memories aren't bad.

I went to Windmills casino last night. Was a weird night as I was supposed to meet my girlfriend for a braai and then she went to a braai somewhere else. Windmills was interesting. Girls serving beers in bikinis...

Today was mellow. Sundays always are in Bloemfontein. The streets aren't usually as empty in the week.

I have been training. 3 out of the last 4 days.

Today:

Swim: 21 minutes
Distance: 1km
1 x 250m = 3:45
Best hundred: 1:23 (I'm not kidding!)
Weight: 86.55kg

Running: 10minutes
Speed: up to '14'.
My heartrate only went up to about 160, and I felt a lot stronger running this fast than I expected. Had some incentive as my brother was running very efficiently beside me on 15.5. He comes to gym so often the trainers greet him when he walks past, and so do a lot of the people training at VA.

Also did some weights, and 5 pullups. Have to take it easy with the pullups, as my arms hurt too much for me to swim comfortably the next day.

Had something to eat afterwards at Steers.

In the news today: Roeland Schoeman is apparently forfeiting Quatars bid for a fraction offered by South Africa. Quatar offered him something ridiculous like R35 million sign-up, and R4 million a year up to the Olympics, plus rewards for gold and records.
South Africa are offering him a single digit number, maybe R3 million, and it seems like he's going for it.

South Africa, is a mixed up country, for those of you who have never been there. There is a tremendous amount of beauty, natural beauty, and also beautiful girls, beautiful gardens and animal life. But its mixed up with a more sobering reality. Poverty, disease, struggle.

But there is optimism here, between all the colors, and I'm starting to feel it fill my veins.