Damn it was cold this morning. I nearly lost a toe thanks to frostbite. Nevertheless, I manly pulled myself out of bed this morning after my alarm clock valiantly tried to wake me for the umpteenth time. My teeth were chattering so hard I’m surprised I’ve still got a tongue. Still, I got dressed, put my shoes on and headed out into the dark at 7:00 this morning for yet another weekly squash encounter with Ryan. Although 5 minutes late, I was very impressed by the fact I bothered pitching up at all. Thankfully this time had been thoughtfully put to use by Ryan in warming up a ball not really the easiest of jobs on this particular morning.
I’m just amazed neither of us pulled anything!
For the record though I managed to win 4-1 in the end :)