Returned to Dr. Olympia today since I awoke and couldn't move much. He cracked the hell out of my back again and then Marisa had a go. Her neck sounded like a bowl of Rice Krispies (she blames Dell of course!). I'm feeling much better and may return on Monday for some more pain on our way back to Noosa or wherever we decide to go....
The rest of the action for the day revolved around taking tournament photos and heading the Turf Club (Aussie for the horse track). Ray's horse was running again today, so we've become pretty cultured in the ways of the old aussie ritual of attending the races. All the lacrosse people shined like a beacon at the races, wearing our safety orange tourny shirts (color choice courtesy of Ray, must be color blind!). Fun, Fun, Fun.
The rest of the afternoon and early evening has been spent dealing with Ray's website and adding to our journals and photo page. I'm sure the sitting is reversing much of the good work from Dr. Olympia.
