Another monday at work and a day full of things. I was at work at 6h30, fit like a squirrel and fixed a lot until i went to a meeting around 9h30. The hour i sat there was enough to put me in a fog. You know, there are people who are very competent and good at what they are doing but totallt not good at leading meeting, making it alive and so. I don’t know if i am good at something but i just felt asleep there. Then, i went down to my room again and had really a lot of things to fix and the time was just running. I was feeling as if i was drapped into a fog blankett and hearing the noices around slow and low.
At 1, i went to the doctor to make the certificat that tells that i can run the half marathon in march. I even did an electrocardiography for the first time and it was pretty funy. Except the fact to be half naked in front of a male doctor. Would it have been Mc Dreamy, why not, but he wasn’t. His conclusions: i will survive the half mara. He did not give me in which time, but he said i was fit. Yeah, i knew it, i am fit like a squirrel.
I went back to work, was efficient for some hours and went to play floorball. It was a shame, we lost all our matches and it makes me angry. OK, we were the only team without extra people, which made it a good intervall training, but this is very irritating to miss goal. I need to work out my technic, it is not enough no more to scream i guess….
after a good shower, i will meet a friend for a drink, alcoholfree of course, and it will be good to discuss. I need to sort my thoughts out, it has been too much again. But i received a book home “Slow is beautiful”, i hope it will help me to survive in this crazy stressing world!
oh yeah, one funny thing before the song of the day: one roomate of mine from Darmstadt time sent me pictures from our old time together and among other a xmas party. Oh how i looked young at the beginning of the party and how i looked funny at the end! ahha i wonder how people could even make picture so late haha this is nothing to be post on here i tell you, but it is nice to see that i lived sometimes in my twenties. He ended his message with:
geht ab, nicht so viel arbeiten sondern mehr leben, feiern!
Jawoll!
Je re llellel’ aeutotouto d’ tutu tudelaeu pepoushe
Song of the day:
Wo ist das Meer? 