So this morning I went in for some physio and some cardio. I ran for the first time in a while and the ankle held up fine which was great to feel. Should be back to normal training on Monday. I then headed into Paris and joined Callum for lunch at a lovely Italian: Rim Ristorante... Having some time to kill, we hit the Pantheon (a church turned revolutionary monument) where a golden ball doubling up as a clock (tricky, you probably just have to see it...) demonstrates perpetual motion, something the scientifically challenged pair of us struggled to understand for a very long time. We then headed back out for my afternoon weights session while the others trained. I gave Callum a little tour around the training ground. Also met the man who I’ve labelled the ‘mentallist’ – the man responsible for mental preparation and pastoral care. Lovely chap. We then headed back a few train stops for the Stade Francais game.
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