Week 6 & 7 - one scratch, two pulled muscles and three sun-burn later

Last Sunday, we hired some bikes for the day and went cycling all along the north of the harbour, then down south on the west side to Williamstown, charming old port, stopping by the town’s small beach for an hour, then headed back to the city, via a short cut through the Yarra river with our bikes on a punt, mini ferry for commuters. It’s been a while since I’ve been cycling and my legs felt it the next day. So did Rob who hadn’t cycled for years and felt like a child learning to ride for the first time again - at least for the first 30 mins.

One scratched elbow, two pulled muscles and three sun-burn later, we are back on a regular fitness program. Rob’s running and I’m avoiding the personal fitness instructors at the gym. I really enjoy going to the gym every other days in the afternoon, but I find it extremely annoying to be constantly harassed by some over fit and healthy instructors, desperately trying to have me enrol their personal coaching program, while telling me that I should stop eating cheese, and not have meat in the evening. Do these people really enjoy all the good things in life? I can’t imagine what my life will be without cheese, meat and beer. So duck of! Leave me alone, I like the extra handles on my hips and it doesn’t matter if my bum looks big in this.

Hopefully, we will have perfected our tan, and firmed those body shapes, to hit the east coast with a surf board in the autumn. And lets face it, better keep the museums for the cold and rainy winter days... That's if there's gonna be any.