You know when you ask for something and occasionally The Universe responds, it wasn’t listening 100%? I think I remember asking for a day of nothing. Nothing as in no chores, no Youtube or lost in internet yet a day to get blog stuff done, catch up on sites I want to read, no grocery shopping, hang out a little the cats, get to the gym early. Well the universe heard and as my Mother forever says careful what you wish for.
It started Tuesday evening the feelingmy tummy doesn’t feel right. Long story short I spent all day in Wednesday in bed in between throwing up. I felt a little sorry for the post lady who delivering parcels. One to sign for one and I could just just stand up. Asking if I was okay, I replied no, I’m about to throw up. Poor lady, she couldn’t get away fast enough but kept messing up my id number as I kept getting confused as she repeated it back. The cats looked after me and yesterday I was feeling 80% better, however my back was so sore from doing nothing but move from the bed to the bathroom to the yoga mat to lie on to the sofa in various repeat cycles. I had a physio appointment that took a week to book up and decided I’d kept my breakfast down I was okay to go. More than anything it was nice to be around people. Today I’m feeling more or less back to normal, my appetite’s slowly coming back and P was back Thursday so I can put in dinner requests.
Anyways, this past Saturday I participated in the annual Buff Epic Run, an 8km untimed fun trail obstacle run around Montjuic. Nothing like Spartan and costume’s encouraged. There were some amazing costumes, some guys dressed up as Kiss members, divers, astronauts, hazmat clean up crews, policemen, lots of Santas. This year I went as Lady Gaga, Joanne. I found a pinkish hat in Forever21 and a cheap bomber jacket from Lefties I ‘rhinestoned’ out with metallic marker pens (so maybe Dolly Parton instead). I considered a cheap faux leather moto jacket but decided they’d be too hot and awkward to in. The bomber jacket was actually surprisingly easy to run in and as it was a kinda chilly morning I was grateful for it and gloves (first time running in them this season). I’d threaded some rope through the hat so I could sling it over my back running and it was sweet to hear the little kids near the end cheering on the vaquera! Dontcha know anything, Lady Gaga! I’ve love to run the trails around Montjuic more often however it’s a 10km bike ride just to get there and I’m not sure how much we were running is open to the public.
Montjuic walking back to my bike afterwards.Lady Gaga Joanneish. I wanted to for high drama eyeliner except my eyelids were so puffy my usual kitten flick wouldn’t even go right. Plus there was that thing called time.Walkng back to my bike through Placa d’Europa and the Olympic Stadium.Telefonica tower with it’s base a nod to Gaudi. I was drawn to the chandeliers I found a magical little park nestled in-between the Olympic stadium and the Olympic pool.
The evening before I picked up my race pack or box this year which contained free Buff, some wine, soup and some yummy spicy rice crackers. I think this year they were trying to be more green with boxes, but the box was way too big for the goodies inside. Just saying. Cycling back I got caught out in the rain only to get back to find no running water. I asked a neighbour and the whole building was out as one of the lower floors had an incident. If they couldn’t fix it that evening it’d would be the next day, which got me thinking how people cope without running water (Allepo), how I’m going to wash the smell of chicken off my hands after giving the cats theirs and then removing the smell of hand sanitiser as that’s all there is to remove the smell to I’m gonna to have to use dry shampoo for the first time. Thankfully around midnight they’d fixed it. The rest of the week was as exciting as my day spent ill. Sunday catching up from Saturday, I missed the zoo with Monday and Tuesday getting caught out again in the rain with some great workouts. Anyways, Happy Holidays!
Walking to collect the race pack by the Museu Nacional d’Art de CatalunyaThe magic fountain Cycling in The sea beginning of the week What’s your last organised run of the year?