Saturday was a rugby day ... it was a short rugby day for me, only getting in a half. When I was subbed off, we were winning by 7. When the final whistle was blown, we won by three.
Just sayin'.
In any case, you might think that because I only played a half, I'd be less sore ... but you would be wrong. My legs might have been less sore, but my neck more than made up for that. It was a few days until I could check my blind spot while driving, let me tell you ...
Sunday was a stretch and recovery day. I didn't move very much at all. Basically, I couldn't move very well. I still had to be a dad, but at least I had a gym and some time for a stretching session ... twice.
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