The day started just like any other, with a very ambitious work out plan in the gym, after dropping off my daughter at school. The plan was to get my cardio clocked up for the week, as I have been slacking, and didn’t really work up much sweat at pilates and body rolling class yesterday. Well, pilates is very different from any other cardio regime.
A text message came in when I was on the way to my daughter’s school. KNB texted to say he needed a lift to the hospital as he had injured his leg, playing futsal! (This is his second injury from futsal). I thought I had a half hour to kill, so off to the gym I went. I pondered a very short while beside the “The Summit trainer”, and thought “heck! I’ll just come back tomorrow and do this”. Happily, I got my stuff, went down to the coffeeshop, had a cup of coffee with friends and trainer (who already finished their x-circuit class), before going to pick up KNB.
KNB pulled some tendon or something in his calf, and was really walking funny, almost dragging his left leg. He was advised to rest, prescribed some pain medication, and sent home. We decided to go get brunch (super early lunch for me), and decided we’ll go to Bella’s so KNB can try the kampua there. STP, if you’re reading, this is especially for you.
I had the laksa, which was just okay, though I remember it tasting better the last time I ate here.
I bought the chicken pie for my daughter.
