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Monday Sep 1, 2014 #
7 PM
Pool running 45:00 [3] 0.7 km (1:04:17 / km)
Decided the pool would be more back-friendly than running (although it improved significantly overnight, not unexpected given this injury's history), and unusually for me went in the evening, quite a wet one - I'd made good use of the radar to get most of the ride from work done in between lines of showers but it was a different story once actually in the water. Quite a good session.
Excitement of the session came in the form of three police who entered the pool area. Last time this happened they were just in search of a loo but this time they seemed to have other business, spending quite a time in deep and meaningful conversation with someone on the far side. I briefly had visions of that person being hauled away in handcuffs and bathers, which would be a reasonably humiliating way to be arrested (albeit not quite on the scale of Captain Melville of Kooyoora fame, who was caught with his pants down in a Geelong house of ill repute), but the constabulary departed without him.
Meanwhile, a horse in similar condition to the one my money was attached to in last year's Cup continues to be flogged.
The You Learn Something New Every Day department - I wasn't previously aware that we sold any weapons to the Russians, but apparently whatever it was we were selling them we're going to stop doing it. Presumably the next move will be a vodka embargo.
Excitement of the session came in the form of three police who entered the pool area. Last time this happened they were just in search of a loo but this time they seemed to have other business, spending quite a time in deep and meaningful conversation with someone on the far side. I briefly had visions of that person being hauled away in handcuffs and bathers, which would be a reasonably humiliating way to be arrested (albeit not quite on the scale of Captain Melville of Kooyoora fame, who was caught with his pants down in a Geelong house of ill repute), but the constabulary departed without him.
Meanwhile, a horse in similar condition to the one my money was attached to in last year's Cup continues to be flogged.
The You Learn Something New Every Day department - I wasn't previously aware that we sold any weapons to the Russians, but apparently whatever it was we were selling them we're going to stop doing it. Presumably the next move will be a vodka embargo.