My Stupid Leg.

I've decided of late that I'm going to only catch the bus one way to work, and then walk home the other way. As everyone knows I'm such a slacker at getting up early that I actually have yet to walk to work. I have been walking home from work most nights though, unless it rains, so I'm pretty proud that I've actually managed to do what I said I would. It takes about an hour to walk home, and I think I made a bit of a mistake when I walked home tonight then decided to go to hockey training. Poor ol' legs weren't really cut out for THAT much exercise (My name isn't Rob remember) and so Mr Left Leg decided that he was going to pack it in and cramp up really badly. Ugh. Stupid leg.

I'm supposed to be going and doing the SPCA thing this weekend, but Simon and Hera have invited me over there on Saturday arvo instead to watch Australia totally beat the crap out of the Kiwis in the Rugby. Though when they invited me they put it the other way around. We all know who is really going to win though, don't we?


Hint: Aussie Aussie Aussie!

So I'm looking forward to that, I hope we do win or I'm going to look like a bit of a dickhead. Not that that's going to surprise anyone in a big way.

Better go have a shower I think after all that running around and stuff. Till next time!

TiM