Sunday, April 17, 2005

17th April 2005

I dreamt of finally winning in tennis against Peter the Great but again failed in my quest.

The scoreline doesn't reflect how ding-dong the match was : no less than five deuces, with terrific winners at times from both of us.

However, one thing remained constant: my inability to convert: I was up 40-0 twice, only to go to deuce, ding-dong a little and then lose the point.

The score was rather demoralising: 6-1, 6-2, 6-2.

Ah, well. At such times, I feel the need to be consoled by the words of Pierre de Coubertin: The important thing is not the winning, but the taking part(and fighting well).

A disaster struck me right after my early morning workout: I realised that somewhere along the way, my key pouch had dropped out of my shorts pocket.

Had to then call a locksmith to literally break in. Importantly, I managed to make it to the S'pore bodybuilding championships and take quite a few photos and video the whole event.

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