Tuesday, June 11, 2013

You're Welcome

It's gone now but for a day, five minutes at a time, it felt like someone was stabbing me in the intestines.  Ah Morocco - I don't know what a ate, drank, touched, or inhaled but you gave me a souvenir that money can't buy.  You're Welcome.

Sunday, June 2, 2013

TO LEYSIN!!!!!!!

Sooooooooo. Arrived in Leysin.
Got dinner.
Went to the pub.
Started a tap.
Shots.
Danced.
Talked to girls.
Shots.
Went onto auto pilot.
Goat broke a table (I'm told)
Couldn't get back in to the building and was banging on windows (I'm told).
Woke people up at 04:30 (I'm told).

Was very drunk up till lunch today, but Goat looked it. I must have paid my tab because I went to the pub with a 200chf note and only had 150 in my wallet this morning. Maybe I had to pay for the table.

Sunday, May 26, 2013

West Tea Break

I look forward to writing interesting and very insightful bloggz on this blog. BLOG!

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Which Injury to Choose?

It's all injured: from my broken big toe to my raging wine headache but let's just focus on the series of aches racking my legs, back and especially my knees from running something like 20 miles yesterday.  It's only when the kids leave that I'd attempt something that... dumb...?  No, something that ambitious.  

It decided to join Mouse on a whim.  Everyone else was climbing or chilling.  The first half of the run was filled with amazing views of the distant Massif Central Mountain range and the nearby vineyards.  We ran straight through a picturesque rural french town and up through a forested mountain - chatting the whole way.  After a short break at Aven D'Orgnaic for a coke and a water we turned around and headed back.

On the way up we'd ascended around 200m.  Now we had to go down.  Eighty percent of the return journey was downhill and more painful than any run I've ever taken.

For the final three kilometers into town I followed a hallucination of a 1.5L bottle of Orangina.  I found it at the shop along with a box of cookies, bag of chips, bag of gummies and packet of crackers - all of which I ate along with my sandwich before dinner.

Before bed I was hobbling like and old man and this morning I could hardly stand up.  Then we went to play paintball.  It's amazing how quickly being shot at can cure your sore muscles.