Owww
Remember that spot of sunshine I posted up? Well, okay, it kinda rained a bit, but it was still sunny enough in the in-between bits to cause a fit of energetic enthusiasm
We did laundry with a vengence... went to the gym, swam, and it was so good that we (five of us - four docs and me) decided that we'd go wakeboarding on Sunday.
It was very fun indeed, and it was great for the tan. (G now looks like a reverse panda.. whites around the eyes where his sunnies were perched and beet red elsewhere)
Now, we haven't actually been wakeboarding for almost two years now... so you can well imagine the ache that we both experienced on monday. All these almost forgotten muscles reminding you of their presence: I can also just picture a grumpy muscle saying: "serves you jolly well right for waking me up so rudely and stretching me to my limits like that.''
BUT to add insult to injury, two of us from the wakeboarding group are down with bad bad GE.
Puking and pooing. G suspects it could be the water in the longkang we were boarding in.
But that said, there are at least three more persons I know in the office who have the GE symptoms too.
Owww.
This isn't very fun at all.
But one bright spark in the whole deal. G made a bet with me: he reckoned that five of us (given that we hadn't been boarding for quite some time) would not use up the three hours boat time we'd booked. The penalty: cooking, cleaning and washing for a week.
Hahahahhahah. Yes, G is cooking, cleaning and washing for a week (duh!!!) ... speaking of which, he's supposed to be ironing too! Where are my clothes dude?
We did laundry with a vengence... went to the gym, swam, and it was so good that we (five of us - four docs and me) decided that we'd go wakeboarding on Sunday.
It was very fun indeed, and it was great for the tan. (G now looks like a reverse panda.. whites around the eyes where his sunnies were perched and beet red elsewhere)
Now, we haven't actually been wakeboarding for almost two years now... so you can well imagine the ache that we both experienced on monday. All these almost forgotten muscles reminding you of their presence: I can also just picture a grumpy muscle saying: "serves you jolly well right for waking me up so rudely and stretching me to my limits like that.''
BUT to add insult to injury, two of us from the wakeboarding group are down with bad bad GE.
Puking and pooing. G suspects it could be the water in the longkang we were boarding in.
But that said, there are at least three more persons I know in the office who have the GE symptoms too.
Owww.
This isn't very fun at all.
But one bright spark in the whole deal. G made a bet with me: he reckoned that five of us (given that we hadn't been boarding for quite some time) would not use up the three hours boat time we'd booked. The penalty: cooking, cleaning and washing for a week.
Hahahahhahah. Yes, G is cooking, cleaning and washing for a week (duh!!!) ... speaking of which, he's supposed to be ironing too! Where are my clothes dude?
