I'm following this stupid powerlifting programme because I'm a stupid powerlifter and I worry that I cannot eat enough to fuel my poor ravaged body.

At the end of the first designated movement I've shifted over 4 tonnes in total and then there's even more stupid things to do afterwards. Bloody hell it works though, the numbers are shooting up.

I realize this site isn't a rugby place however last weekends international match got me thinking about growth - the NZ rugby team, the All Blacks, are well and truly the best team in the world and have been for some time now. We experienced a rare loss to a wonderful South Africa side over the weekend and somehow, I felt really happy for the winners. They played with such passion and displayed so much emotion when the whistle blew I really just couldn't feel sour about the loss. The tackle count was ridiculous - a very free flowing, evenly fought match might have both teams making around 90-100 tackles each. In this match, South Africa made close to 250, compared to NZ's 46. Which means not only did South Africa pull off a rare win, they did so while barely having possession and being pummelled for the full 80 minutes. I wonder if I am just on board with the match being so intense and South Africa so thoroughly deserving that it's eclipsed any chance of me handling a loss poorly. I used to be sour for a week or two in the face of a loss, it would mean a lot. I think it still means as much as it ever did but I'm able to look at it from another perspective. I am finally less of a child.

Ohh I've started making vegetarian meals more often - they're pretty fun and rewarding. Making a nice tikka masala (with potatoes in place of chicken) tonight.

Anyway life and work chugging on as per usual, hope you're all fine and dandy.