Wo ist das Meer?

I noticed one thing this morning: even if i had a really strange night (asleep between 18h03 and 23h57 and then awake between 23h58 and 04h00 and then asleep again between 04h01 and 05h58), i had a dream. In my dream, my mother wanted to be nice to me and make me a toast, so she cames with toasted bred and a whole plate of smellt butter.

Poor representation with paint:

It was smelling smellt butter in my dream, pretty strange. I dunno why my mother did that, she is actually very good at making toasts.

I was not as tired as i thought i would be today. And i also decided to use the wisedom of the people i am living with during my working days and try to get some tips for the last week of preparation for the half marathon. Last year, i was pretty lost the last week, afraid also that i wouldn’t survive. So i thought “no no, not again, i will try to be smarter!” (which is a challinge itself, not that i am very clever but to have good insight is not my best card). Anyway, i went to 3 wise men singning James Blunt

(for you Maman and my lovely sister because i know that you (my sister,no Maman) have poster of James Blunt glued on the inside door of your closet)

Well, to make a long story short, (this is not my best card either, shit i confess 2 weaknesses in the same post!!) i got following advices:

Wise man nummer one, let’s call him Mister Cantona
“you have to train hard on monday and wednesday, eat only proteins, no carbohydrates at all and you have to have a breakfast at least 3-4 hours before your run and you may eat what you want, the most important is for you to feel light”

 

Wise man nummer two, let’s call him Mister Westernmountain
“take a 5-7 km run on wednesday, don’t push and you may eat what you want, you will after all only run 2h00-2h15, so this is not something your body will suffer off. During saturday morning, you may drink a lot though. Actually, you may drink as much watter than you use to drink beers at our parties”

(you did not read that Maman)

Wise man numer three, let’s call him Mister Greenandwhite
“you may only eat pasta the three last days and drink a lots of beers to load with carbohydrates. The morning before the run, you may eat a light breakfast, and you may take a light run some days before the competition.”

Well well well. It did not help a lot. If i make a mix of the answers, it may be like that:

i will take a light run on wednesday, i will drink beer on friday (pretty appropriate since i meet my friend!), i will drink water&aspirin on saturday morning and eat an ok breakfast on sunday. Did i translate the whole thing good? It seems to me that it is a good compromise.

Today it was also the last working day of a colleague in our department. Sniff me said. I don’t want him to leave us, even if he is not dead, but well, life is easier when you have people around you that know you and can tell you things how they are. I just wish some MC rides with him when the weather will permit it! And of course, a lots of floorball games!

I had to hear something cute tonight. I went to ICA and bought some food (for 33 kr, so it was not a lot, but it will be enough for this week) and when i was about, i told the guy at the cashier “thank you and have a good evening” and he replied somehting funny: “i will think of you the whole evening, so it will be good”. Maybe this is a good tactic to buy food in small amounts in order to get more compliments.

Tonight, i downloaded the pictures i had from my phone to my computer and i noticed that it has been exactly one year that i cut my hair. Sometimes i regret my long hair, but it is not often in comparison to all the times when i think “how easy it is to have short hair!!”. I may actually thank the guy that dumped me this time for this change in my life. ahah there is always something good in the bad things. But in the end, it was also a good thing that he broke up. It would have been a too expansive relationship in the end!

And now, i am waiting that my favo male friend calls me, he promised he promised he promised and he always helds his promises (even if it is about to jump in a frozen pool for his bday party in april) and we haven’t talked in weeks it seems (well actually 4 days, wait, no it was yesterday, but the buss came and i had to show my wonderfull text-ticket), i cannot wait to talk to him and tell him all that happened during his vacation week. Actually, it happened quite a lot, at least in my head.
Plus that i know that he was attentind some pretty cool party in Austria too, so i want to hear his adventures!

A way mor exciting to talk on the phone than to take care of my laundry….

What song do you wish yourself today? Something happy? Like this guy at ICA? Oh no, you deserve some 90’s music, something i will listen to super loud while i take care of my laundry. ENJOY!!