Not feeling the blog thing at the moment, but here goes anyway… And so last monday began Life After The 10k. My knees and ankle were sore, my muscles duely in need of rest. So this last week I thought I’d take a break.
I treated myself to a beer on Monday. I ate some cheese. By Wednesday I was back to my old irresponsible self. A Work Dinner quickly turned into a Work Evening which eventually became a Work Morning. My wine glass never seemed to hit empty. There were many laughs and moments shared (now if I could only remember them all). I do remember the most beautiful Christmas tree EVAH in Trafalgar Square. Something about that tree - it was the kind of magic I’d been waiting for this holiday season.
I love Christmas!
Sobriety, balance, reason, whatever you want to call it - it’s definitely not in my blood. Thursday was spent in recovery - a sleep in until 10:30am, followed by a minutely productive half-day at work. This my budget couldn’t afford but nor could my aching head afford the fluorescent lights and glowing computer screen.
Yesterday I went to the company Christmas party. For all the hype, it was pretty bland. I didn’t get drunk enough to dance, which is probably a good thing.
Feelings at the moment: thoroughly sick of work junk.
With the weekend quickly spiraling towards its end, I’m pretty keen on getting back to being a health nut. The week off was fun, but I didn’t come out of it feeling any better about myself. Oddly, I do feel a little better about the city. More romantic or something. Whatever. All I know is I feel more interested in getting out of my head and into London.
I’ve started up the sketchbook again (the moleskin blog inspired me). We’ll see if that goes anywhere. I miss my drawings! Took a walk today. Have a burning desire to walk and walk. Especially now that it’s cold enough to don the warm winter hats! Today I found St. Mary’s Church Garden in Islington, a lovely small patch dotted with cool old crypts and tombstones. They have a Crypt Cafe open on Thursday evenings that I hope to check out this week. Had a spectacular dinner at La Piragua on Upper Street - fried plantains are “the business”. But salsa with bread? What’s that all about? I yearn for Trudy’s corn chips (what was I saying about getting back to being a health nut?).
Other things I yearn for:
Dilmah Tea
Boots
Kindred spirits
New Music
A game of Scrabble
Personal space in the tube
Ice skating
Snow
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