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Back in the saddle by 3.1

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Besides being caught up in the second year of my degree, work, enjoying my first season of cricket and generally being busy all of the bloody time, the other thing I’ve been getting my teeth into involves riding around on horses and waving a stick around (and imagine the ball to be the head of creepy weebs and ex-boyfriends, lol).

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It felt really good to dig all my gear out again and mingle with freshers and some of the more experienced players. The club has people from all walks of life and we train at the Royal County of Berkshire Polo Club at the moment in the all-weather arena.

 Some of the gang in the arena…

Some of the gang in the arena…

Last time I took any polo lessons was back in 2012, but I’ve decided to join the club at university and get right back into it. It’s funny how quickly our muscles get stuck in Couch Potato Mode; I was aching like hell after my first training session and trying to ride around half seat at a canter for the first time in years.

Nice club shirts, though:

 Representing!

Representing!

First competition is in December. Go, London!

Currently Reading: Everything by 3.1

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Stephen Hawking’s new book, as a result of a fellow university polo club player attending the press release and telling me, “You simply have to buy it.”

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Also: Second year of university equates to basically being in bookshops every fucking week.

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Also: All the kanji means all the craziest kanji books, including this super crazy one.

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 All the ダメです warnings I could ever want, obviously.

All the ダメです warnings I could ever want, obviously.

All the kanji also means all the nigh-on-impossible guides on homophones too. (Kodansha publish some pretty rad grammar shiz though.)

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Because particles are your friend, you creepy weeaboo.