"Hooch" has been in the headlines in Kolkata in recent days, with police raiding a number of the illegal liqour stands around the city following the deaths of more than 30 people from a bad batch. Arrests now stand at 66, with thousands of litres of "spurious liquor" siezed.
I love the fact everyone - media, politicians, cops - calls it hooch. I love even more the proposed solution - more legal liquor outlets to meet the increasing demand for alcohol. I see a great opportunity for Australian business involvement here...leave it with us boys, we know how to organise a piss-up...
Health update. Wednesday night did the first weights session of the "spartan" strength program. Didn't seem too bad - took about an hour - but after I cooled down I felt quite fatigued and my muscles were shaking, which was great. The ab exercises at the end didn't seem overly strenuous, but after a cardio session on Thursday morning I felt like a python was wrapped around my mid-section. I checked - there wasn't.
Diet then went slightly off the rails. Boys talked me into going to Red Hot Chilli Peppers for lunch (buffet place around the corner) - food was ordinary, but I was starving and so gave it a good nudge. The all-too-familiar stomach cramps hit me about 3 hours later. It felt like an alien was trying to escape through my stomach walls. This understandably pissed the python off, and it started to increase it's grip.
I had previously arranged dinner at the ITC with Rahul. When I got there I was welcomed like royalty by all the ITC staff and force-fed hooch and a nice dinner. However the battle of the bowels continued - the alien wasn't going anywhere without a fight - and so I had a pretty uncomfortable night. But by this morning it was gone, and even the python was starting to relax. So I did the only thing I could - another weights session.
I can just start to feel the python warming up again now...
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