so, my first day off work for two weeks, lots of late nights building up, and yet I still dragged myself out of bed and off for a nice run bright and early in the morning. The world was pretty so that helped make up for the early start. I really should avoid running on my own though as I felt terrible in the 2k to get to the Running Room, but totally fine while I was out with the group. it was a small group as lots of people had been racing or were racing that weekend but there were still people a similar speed to me to hang out with. It seems my IT band (or whatever it was) is all better now, which is great, I'm just a bit unhealthy.
I was aiming to get some housework done once I got home and I managed to get quite a bit done, but it was slow progress as I was so tired. I was going to make some soup for dinner, then go out to meet some friends in the bar that Lazia people apparently go to. The plan was altered slightly and I went out for dinner instead of cooking!
Nicole had been to this bar before, so I met up with her, some of her friends, and some of the Brazilians with the aim of having a few drinks, saying hello to work people, then going home at a sensible time. I clearly am unable to do this and ended up going home at about 2am again!
There was karaoke going on, which I am allergic to, but I managed to survive it and even enjoy it a bit. I was being a bit shy about talking to work people but it was good to hang out with Nicole and her friends so that I know them a little bit better before heading off to Banff with them at the weekend.
I keep thinking about all the things I am doing that I would never do at home, like agree to go on holiday with people I barely know, but everything is new here so there isn't much of a choice, I just have to go along with whatever comes up. It's strange and exciting!
and like agreeing to go to a bleeding karaoke! WHAT
ReplyDeleteI know!! I will hang my head in shame
ReplyDeleteAND you will go karaoke with me when you are back. or something.
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