Just woke up from my slumber.

What a nice and sunny day today!
So here's my plan for the day :D
I'm going to get some work done up till 12/1 in the afternoon.
Then I'm going to grab my bike, grab a sandwich/water (obviously), my camera, a nice little book, pen and paper and hit Jells Park for the afternoon.

Good day to you too Blog.
See you all soon.

Hey Blog.

So here's what I got up to today.
Biked my way to Jells Park.
Riding downhills is the best feeling in the world.
Uphills aren't a pain the ass, they are a pain in the thighs, abdomen and my mental will.
When I arrived at Jells Park, I rode down to the lake, across a 20 min bike trail, skirting down meandering paths alongside vast lands of fauna, soaking up the goodness of plains of dry crops, dead trees and the 100% organic stench of cow poop.
Took a perilious ride down a deserted gravelly/rocky/uneven and obviously very bumpy pathway, 2-sides surrounded by imposingly great-outback scrubby-looking trees, mean little plants dangling themselves over the sides of the pathway to scratch and irratate your legs (hence I had to curve myself into a fetus position/do splits with my legs in order to lift them up and away from those nasty little creatures, and yes, whilst biking.)
The ride itself was quite chill, the scenery was of verdant lushness with a mix of dead/yellow plants (well you know.. it is Australia), butterflies chasing eachother in circles here and there, danger lurking behind the next corner (a misplaced branch on the ground, or a zipping dragon fly that wouldn't mind pelting leisurely onto my face), it was nice to be outside my cooped up bedroom and to be out there, alongside the nature of the mother.


After another 20 mins or so of riding, I arrived at the "Welcome to Knox" sign placed near a highway ._. wow.
I was actually planning on finding the picnic area I entered when I initially entered the park, so I could crack open a book I brought and chill. But on the way back, I lost my way, aka the scenery way completely different from the way I came.
And omg, this is what happens in movies.
People go down a path, and then the path behind them warps and changes, so the lost little wanderer can't find their way back D: OMG. I'M IN A MOVIE GUISE!


But I kept my cool, I was lost in the wilderness, but that was okay.
I eventually came to some random picnic area, and I was getting a bit peckish... I'm always hungry ._.
So I accio-ed 2 sandwiches out from my bag (sour cream and tomato spread YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!) and gobbled them all up.
I then continued on my tiring/directionless journey in the direction in which people were screaming...

As I emerged from the wall of shrubbery, pushing my bike, helmet skewed, face red-hot and sweaty. I paused, looked to my left and saw... Caufield Grammar Secondary School.
The screaming was projecting from the school, it seemed like some sort of sporting event was going on inside one of the buildings.

I found a lady nearby and I asked her for directions, and directions I got. So I followed her directions, scooted downhill, turned left and met my fate.
The hill of death.
An incline of 30 degrees, a stretch of over 400 meters annd from the point and where I was standing- the hill looked like a huge concrete wall rising up from beneath the ground, blocking out the sunlight and blocking my path back home.
So it was then and there, I made the bold decision to take on the challenge, to walk over that hill.
So up the hill I trudged, pushing my bike.
When I came to the top of the hill, I was too worn out to strut my celebration dance, my legs sour like sherbert gummy worms, my heartbeat runnin' away, like that oom, badoom, boom boom, badoom, boom bass and I just wanted to eat cheesecakes.
Also, at the top of the hill was the Victoria's Police Academy.
Wow, nice location. At the top of the hill, that's going to make it pre-tty tiring for baddies to infiltrate.
Anyways the subsequent downhill was awesome :)

Eventually, I arrived home.
I took a shower.
And then I napped :)
I woke up feeling refreshed, clean (because I took a shower and I was wearing clean pjs!) and ready to take on the world.
Oh, except my legs screamed in protest against my willingness to get up to anymore tomfoolery for today, without further rest and recuperation.

So let's leave taking on the world again to another day.
:)