Psychoblog

oh how i ache. last night after work i played netball for the first time in 9 years.

when i was at school i was one of the fringe players for the team (one of the ones that got brought on when the star players were knackered). i think i was a solid, dependable type player who never really shined, but was a bit of a workhorse. i loved playing then and i loved playing last night too. got a bit slow towards the end though when i couldn’t run around anymore (we played continuously for an hour). made some good passes, made some terrible ones and had the ball per-doing off my head at least once. it’s funny which bits of your body ache the most after exercise. doesn’t seem that related to what you were actually doing, but never mind. if it all tones up then i will be happy.

finding it difficult to concentrate on work today. my eyes are very sleepy. got a lot to do though, and it’s all stuff that i need to be doing concurrently really. had a really good session at the mr centre yesterday with clever people. they are working with me to see how best to analyse my data. i learnt a lot of things from them and i /think/ i understood it all. i managed to teach them something too, which was good for my ego. even if it was only a little, almost inconsequential, thing.

wedding stuff is ticking along nicely too. after a bit of a todo i managed to get hold of the chosen bridesmaid dresses that will look good on both michelle and pregnant jill. invitations are being posted today and tomorrow. i think soon i will need to start panic-gyming.

oh, and obviously gutted about the england match. i think that was the most ridiculous ending to a match i have ever seen. never mind, just got to beat everyone else ever and win the cup, that’s all. or do what we normally do and finish 2nd in the group, scrape through the next round and then lose in the semis spectacularly after a brave battle, due to missed penalties/stupid sending offs etcetc.