I had another game of squash today, I have found it hard to get back into the fitness groove lately, but squash is easy. I love the game, it kills me, but I love it. We played for almost 2 hours today! Only about 10 games. I prefer playing handouts, the new international rules make games go too quick.
I played a friend who I rarely beat… We played a few weeks ago and played 16 sets and I only got 4 off him. And it was only at the end of each 4 games when he was tired that I got one from him.
But today started off with a bang. I got 2 sets from the outset! I wanted to go home then, but he wouldn’t let me :-P. Towards the end of the second set he was getting a bit gnarly and decided to clonk me in the head with his racket. I tell you what, a squash racket in the head puts you on your arse pretty quickly. I dropped real quick. I recovered well, and took the final 2 points I needed to get the set, but then couldn’t find the groove again.
I was feeling a bit off, but at the end of the day he is a much better player than me. The thing is, he makes me work hard… Work REAL hard for those hours.
We’re pretty closely matched. Today we played many sets where we were stuck on 2 points for handout after handout. And we had about 4 games where we went over the 9 points to finish the game. 1 game went to him at 13-11.
It’s a good game.
I played a game of squash with Woodsy today. A tall bastard with the reach of inspector gadget. I don’t know why I play him… Yes I do, because he kills me… Literally
He wipes the floor with me, but today I had a reprieve. He had a visitor from out of town so we played 2 on, 1 off. The sitting off never lasted long, but it was a break none-the-less. And this other guy gave Woodsy a run for his money. I don’t think he dropped a set all day, but I got close :-)
So we were on the courts for almost 2 hours and it was good. On the way home I stopped off at the Strawberry Hills hotel for a $5 steak (and a soda water). Considering these meals are so cheap, they are of exceptional quality. I have paid 2, 3 and even 4 times that for a steak of a much lesser standard. If you are ever in Sydney and like a simple meal (I mean, it’s can’t be too complicated for $5), then drop into the Strawberry Hills hotel on Devonshire Street. The serve meals til late. This almost feels like a shameless advertisement, but it isn’t. I have no vested interest in the place, other than the occasional meal.
Then after getting home, having a shower and getting changed, I decided to go to the gym at work and start and get all sweaty again. 15 minutes on the rowing machine which equated to about 3km. I then jumped on one of the computerised cycles and did another 10 minutes there. I raised a sweat, but I probably should have raised more…