Anti-climax of the week.

Got up early (9 am) to watch the gentlemen's final of the Australian Open, which lasted for 5 hours and 45 minutes. Cheered Rafa on, of course, but Djokovic won in the end, having pushed my nerves pretty far together with Señor Nadal.

Oh, I really wanted Rafa to win, but guess I can't have Liverpool beating both Manchester teams AND Rafa winning the Australian Open in one week.

Anyway, here are some pictures of Rafa from today's match.

Breakfast.

I'm home again today, for the third day in a row. Tomorrow I'll be fit enough to go to school, I hope. I wanted to go today, because the class was going to have a show jumping lesson - which we don't have too often - but I'm not fit enough to ride, sadly.

I've decided that I will lose weight, and then take it from there as I will gain some muscle kilos too (it's not like I'm going to look like I'll look like Marit Bjørgen). Therefore, I made a very healthy breakfast:

Not Nadal, haha, but a pear, blood orange and some pineapple + a glass of lemon juice.
And yes, I'm watching the Australian Open - it's the semi final between Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal.
Vamos Rafa!