Life is the stuff that happens to you in between the things you plan. This is the second week I've intended to visit the Trace facility in north Melbourne on the thursday and it looks like this will be the second week that I'm going to have to put it off. Family emergency, I'll be driving my mum around for a good part of tomorrow. hopefully I'll be able to get away, but knowing the nature of the trouble the chances are slim. Shit. I'll have to check if there's training sessions at the Trace on Fridays.

Took the new tools of the trade out today. Found a good rail with posts on ether side and set myself a low mark with the masking tape. The aim was to jump through the space between the top rail and the tape feet-first, then, use the top rail to carry myself through without touching the tape below. Harder than I expected. My back touched the tape every time. Hopefully I'll improve with practice.

Some running followed and then, later in the day, I went for a swim. Melbourne beaches are some of the most beautiful I've seen and I've got a few favorite spots. I love snorkeling, and in just a few years since I've discovered that pastime I've improved my swimming 10 fold. My plan is to finish today with the usual drill run.

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Post-run note: Ugh, I think I'll make it a rule from now on not to eat a heavy dinner after 8pm. Nothing more gross than re-experiencing the crappy curry you had for dinner each time you do something jolting or strenuous in training.