The past six months everything’s been under construction. Now, my new home is finished but I’m still working on my legs. Below some pics of the huge project, which I can hardly recommend to everyone. Still, just like in sports, the more you work, the happier you’ll be about the result:)
I’ve been silent. Spring is here but I’m not. I’ve decided already a couple of weeks ago that I wont run the EOC and it seems to be a clever decision still. My achilles tendon’s not working and instead of running my most kilometers have come from skiing and cycling.
I’m bored to be mature and to make wise decisions while my Will has something totally different in mind. But if you don’t play, you wont probably mess up everything either. I’ll just stay home licking my wounds then and pretend that it’s only a good thing and makes me stronger. Hah.
I’ve just left my footprints in the island of Lanzarote. I hoped to be able to leave them in great amounts all over the sunny island but unfortunately I’ve still got some problems with my legs. I tried to jog and run, too, but have to admit that I’m not complitely ready for that yet.
