I...touch...BOARD!!!
Had loose plans to go into the office today which never eventuated.
A picked me up from my place at 7:50am to go swimming, we talked about his upcoming trip to the US. I was deciding whether I should ask him to get me something, but then didn't really know what I wanted, and also figured I should save some money. I need to remind myself that from now until I pay off my debts (estimated November-December) I need to be extremely frugal. I can breathe once that period is over.
We got to the pool and were surprised to see that the barrier in the middle had been removed - the pool was now one long stretch of 50 metres. I was kinda looking forward to it, because stopping and turning around at 25m was kinda annoying. However, the only downside was that there were now only eight lanes to share, as opposed to 16, which meant all lanes had at least one person in it by now.
We split lanes, and off I went. It did feel nice, but tiring, to go all the way to the end and then back. It was a bit like a marathon. Definitely takes some getting used to.
I actually got confused as to how much we needed to do to complete our normal 10 laps. We had said before we started that it just needed to be five laps, so I went up three times and back three times, which was six - one more than required. I got out and waited for A, and was trying to figure it out since it felt like I had short-changed myself.
A saw me and then came out to sit next to me. We sat there for the next five minutes discussing and trying to figure out how many laps we needed to do to fill our usual quota, lol. It was such a simple thing, but yet we confused ourselves so much. The mistake I had made was assuming we only needed to do five up and down, whereas we needed to do five going each way. I felt like we were a couple of old men discussing useless things, lol.
He drove me home, and I wished him well for his trip to the US. I'm not sure if I'll be going swimming without him.
I had planned to watch the Orlando-Atlanta playoff game, but it wasn't being shown by One. Instead, they were showing soccer...grrr. Oh well, it made my decision to go for a shootaround easier.
I went to the courts, intending to work on my threes. Most baskets had been turned around for netball, but my usual court was still available. I wamred up with suicides, then started shooting around the world to warm up my shot. As I was finishing, a guy came up to me and asked to shoot around. He was dressed in white shirt, white pants, and I thought he was one of the cricket players wanting some shots before his game. I asked if he played cricket and he said no, he just dressed like that.
He started changing, and when I finally looked I was surprised to see a well built guy. He had game. His show was a bit funny, but god could he jump! He took a few lazy steps and nearly dunked it. We were shooting around talking, turns out he's only been here for a month. I was thinking bout asking him to join my team but waited.
He asked me to play one on one. I was quite surprised, because I was sure he was gonna whoop my ass, and also I wasn't sure if I'd have the energy for it. I agreed anyway, figuring I'd just give it a go.
I relied on my outside shot for points, but at times I did force myself to drive, even though I couldn't get past him for crap. I don't know if I had a slow step or if he was just quick, but he didn't budge at all. I then realised maybe I could post up on him, since he was doing the same. I got my shot off, but it was definitely harder than when you practicing by yourself. That needs to be refined.
To my surprise, it was a game up to seven and I actually took him to 8-8 before I got tired and basically gave up. He was tired too, which was surpsising. I couldn't believe I was duking it out with this built-as-a-motherfucker guy.
After the game we sat and talked a bit. I told him about our team and he was pretty keen on joining, saying he had been looking for a comp.
Wow, perfect. This solves the Sunny problem.
We talked more about ball, turns out he played pro-ball in Angola. I couldn't fucking believe I went to 8-8 with a pro-baller.
After a while more people came, and so I got up and starting shooting around. The guys on the other court asked us to join them, so we played three on three.
At one stage, I was trying to dribble past a guy and had my back to him. His leg got caught on mine as I spun, and he went to the ground crutching his knee. He was in heaps of pain, and I asked if he twisted it. He told me it was his ACL.
Oh shit.
I told him I had it too. He said he was supposed to have surgery but was waiting for the 12 month period.
He rested on the baseline for a while, and I went to talk to him about the ACL stuff. After a while he got up, went to strap up his knee and resumed playing. Wow. I totally wouldn't have done that. I told him to be careful, and after that I never really bothered to guard him.
We actually played for quite a while after that, and during breaks I felt like touching the backboard. On my first go, I actually touched a lot of it, which really surprised me. On the second go I got the same amount. Have my hops come back? Or was this backboard somehow lower than the one I'm usually on? Even if it was, it was still pretty impressive.
I ended up walking home with that guy from Angola, because he lives only a few blocks from me. I said I'd message him with the game details, and he still seemed pretty keen, although obviously by now I was cautious after the whole Sunny thing.
I went home, had a shower, bummed around and then went to the shopping centre near me to look for Rudy. I couldn't find it, but came very close to buying Mortal Kombat 1 and 2 for $10 each. In the end, I figured that'd be $20 not working for me, so I didn't bother, since I'd probably only watch it once anyway.
I bought some food and checked out some jewellery stores, to get an early idea of what I could get for Naby. Some stores were too expensive, and some stores were too cheap. I didn't want to get her cheapo stuff this time. I want to get her something decent. My plan is to get it for her on my birthday. I'm thinking a silver bracelet.
A picked me up from my place at 7:50am to go swimming, we talked about his upcoming trip to the US. I was deciding whether I should ask him to get me something, but then didn't really know what I wanted, and also figured I should save some money. I need to remind myself that from now until I pay off my debts (estimated November-December) I need to be extremely frugal. I can breathe once that period is over.
We got to the pool and were surprised to see that the barrier in the middle had been removed - the pool was now one long stretch of 50 metres. I was kinda looking forward to it, because stopping and turning around at 25m was kinda annoying. However, the only downside was that there were now only eight lanes to share, as opposed to 16, which meant all lanes had at least one person in it by now.
We split lanes, and off I went. It did feel nice, but tiring, to go all the way to the end and then back. It was a bit like a marathon. Definitely takes some getting used to.
I actually got confused as to how much we needed to do to complete our normal 10 laps. We had said before we started that it just needed to be five laps, so I went up three times and back three times, which was six - one more than required. I got out and waited for A, and was trying to figure it out since it felt like I had short-changed myself.
A saw me and then came out to sit next to me. We sat there for the next five minutes discussing and trying to figure out how many laps we needed to do to fill our usual quota, lol. It was such a simple thing, but yet we confused ourselves so much. The mistake I had made was assuming we only needed to do five up and down, whereas we needed to do five going each way. I felt like we were a couple of old men discussing useless things, lol.
He drove me home, and I wished him well for his trip to the US. I'm not sure if I'll be going swimming without him.
I had planned to watch the Orlando-Atlanta playoff game, but it wasn't being shown by One. Instead, they were showing soccer...grrr. Oh well, it made my decision to go for a shootaround easier.
I went to the courts, intending to work on my threes. Most baskets had been turned around for netball, but my usual court was still available. I wamred up with suicides, then started shooting around the world to warm up my shot. As I was finishing, a guy came up to me and asked to shoot around. He was dressed in white shirt, white pants, and I thought he was one of the cricket players wanting some shots before his game. I asked if he played cricket and he said no, he just dressed like that.
He started changing, and when I finally looked I was surprised to see a well built guy. He had game. His show was a bit funny, but god could he jump! He took a few lazy steps and nearly dunked it. We were shooting around talking, turns out he's only been here for a month. I was thinking bout asking him to join my team but waited.
He asked me to play one on one. I was quite surprised, because I was sure he was gonna whoop my ass, and also I wasn't sure if I'd have the energy for it. I agreed anyway, figuring I'd just give it a go.
I relied on my outside shot for points, but at times I did force myself to drive, even though I couldn't get past him for crap. I don't know if I had a slow step or if he was just quick, but he didn't budge at all. I then realised maybe I could post up on him, since he was doing the same. I got my shot off, but it was definitely harder than when you practicing by yourself. That needs to be refined.
To my surprise, it was a game up to seven and I actually took him to 8-8 before I got tired and basically gave up. He was tired too, which was surpsising. I couldn't believe I was duking it out with this built-as-a-motherfucker guy.
After the game we sat and talked a bit. I told him about our team and he was pretty keen on joining, saying he had been looking for a comp.
Wow, perfect. This solves the Sunny problem.
We talked more about ball, turns out he played pro-ball in Angola. I couldn't fucking believe I went to 8-8 with a pro-baller.
After a while more people came, and so I got up and starting shooting around. The guys on the other court asked us to join them, so we played three on three.
At one stage, I was trying to dribble past a guy and had my back to him. His leg got caught on mine as I spun, and he went to the ground crutching his knee. He was in heaps of pain, and I asked if he twisted it. He told me it was his ACL.
Oh shit.
I told him I had it too. He said he was supposed to have surgery but was waiting for the 12 month period.
He rested on the baseline for a while, and I went to talk to him about the ACL stuff. After a while he got up, went to strap up his knee and resumed playing. Wow. I totally wouldn't have done that. I told him to be careful, and after that I never really bothered to guard him.
We actually played for quite a while after that, and during breaks I felt like touching the backboard. On my first go, I actually touched a lot of it, which really surprised me. On the second go I got the same amount. Have my hops come back? Or was this backboard somehow lower than the one I'm usually on? Even if it was, it was still pretty impressive.
I ended up walking home with that guy from Angola, because he lives only a few blocks from me. I said I'd message him with the game details, and he still seemed pretty keen, although obviously by now I was cautious after the whole Sunny thing.
I went home, had a shower, bummed around and then went to the shopping centre near me to look for Rudy. I couldn't find it, but came very close to buying Mortal Kombat 1 and 2 for $10 each. In the end, I figured that'd be $20 not working for me, so I didn't bother, since I'd probably only watch it once anyway.
I bought some food and checked out some jewellery stores, to get an early idea of what I could get for Naby. Some stores were too expensive, and some stores were too cheap. I didn't want to get her cheapo stuff this time. I want to get her something decent. My plan is to get it for her on my birthday. I'm thinking a silver bracelet.
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