Thursday, July 12th

I am confused. How can work have such a strong influence on one's life? Why do I have to suffer from this work-mania when I have so many other things I enjoy? And why does having a bad time at work have to influence them. I would like to play singles tournaments, but given how I am feeling at the moment (not great), I know there is no point in doing that - and when it boils down to filling in the participation form I realize I don't even want to. I can even get up in the morning and feel happy - and then read my work e-mail and spend half the day feeling very unhappy.
OK, enough complaining. I have just had a really nice weekend in Germany with cousin G. I had announced that if I came for 3 days I needed to exercise. SO I was booked in for the personal trainer first morning at 9 am. I had to make clear that that was not quite what I meant, exercise: yes, early in the morning: no. We went for a 2 hour nordic walking 'walk' at 10.30. It's complicated, it made me feeling like I used to in my dancing classes: stupid and uncoordinated. I am uncoordinated, I just can't move hands in one direction and legs in the other while also concentrating on sticks. Once the personal trainer gave up on me (or I understood what to do?) it went fine. Afternoon was spent spending a lot of money, always very pleasing when it results in more clothes. Next morning G went for 5 km walk, and I for 10 km run. Afternoon spent buying clogs for K while actually trying to find blue shoes for G. Sunday we went for a 13 km walk. Have not called G yet to see whether she ever wants me back to visit :-)) But luckily she is coming back to Amsterdam in September for a Wir sind Helden concert!!! Very excited, was birthday present for B and G, B and I really like the band (at least I hope G does).
Tomorrow different type of concert, in the concert gebouw with a friend. Look forward. Before that nice day of analyzing data, so nothing to complain about workwise (I hope..).
Tja, hmm, boring life, no more to say...