Well, lets see.. Today was officially bittersweet. Why so? Well... Firstly there was the awful run which saw me clocking a mid range time, falling short to more opti kids. But nevertheless it was reasonably alright seeing that i could still survive core afterwards. But arghh fitness ain't coming back real fast but then again, I'm not worried. Sailing was alright in my opinion, frankly it went well. All the things that i wanted to practice on and happen really worked out. But i was capsizing worse than Ian on caffeine overdose. Well i was trying some new stuff so you really can't blame me. But it felt good. Really really good.

Then there was this time when i banged the corner in this upwind and had a huge gust+lifter and like i PWDNED the rest. Because i was the only one who actually banged that side. The lift was like 20 degrees and i was hiking like a monkey on cocaine. But it felt good to rekindle my corner banging strategy and i can honestly say it's like a drug that feels real good deep down inside. You know like when your sailing single handed boats you already feel very solitary and independent but when you add the option of corner banging, it brings a whole new meaning to solitary. Its like when your out with your ass off your gunwhale and hiking full with your eyes fixed on your target, the feeling is.. different. Something i haven't felt in a really long while. And boy do i miss that feeling.

So yupp, tmr i have a soccer match with some chaps from rockwell collins against another company and boy am i stoked about this. I'm gonna run my ass off, gonna burn my muscles to a crisp and i'm gonna leave them defenders behind me in my dust. You can bet on it.