9.4 miles worth of happiness...

Another happy Saturday...

So the first thing I was up for today was to explore the city around me... introduce myself to the surrounding of Bristol. Hence, a 9.4 miles worth of happiness.... I ran from Filton to Lawrence Westwood via Henbury, home to The Blaisey Castle.


Today I wanted to do something which demanded physical exercise and I wish to spend time alone... I did not run like this for couple of weeks now. And, I was desperate to get back in the rhythm. Running might seem not so great to few... ofcourse you have to deal with blisters in the feet and itchy nipples... but then worst of all is back ache... I feel it now! But for me its more of a mental training than physical...

The back ache forced me to cancel my plan later in the evening. I was looking forward to meet Maria, Kate and Patrick in Clifton and then head for dinner in Southville. But then I had had enough already from the day... and I called it off! Sebastian and I made dinner and this time it was Gazpacho... I must warn you, it wasn't cold! :) It was healthy and I ate it with bread. The white china cutlery, a warm fresh baked baguette, aromatic soup made with leeks, carrots, potatoes and meat. We set to watch a film... I feel lucky... I feel blessed... I feel happy...

Later I had a chat with a friend... she's a psychiatrist and is moving to Bristol from Hungary. She is looking for a job and when I asked her in detail she mentioned that she is a luck trainer! A luck trainer!? that sounds optimistic and so positive... well if you ask me, I think there are 6 billion luck trainers in this world... and I personally have 501 ancient forbidden formulas from the secret brown papyrus notebook of my grand mom... which has been rolling over the family tree, node after node since the times of The mummy returns!!! Just to mention one... a stroke of luck and good fortune knocks the moment you step in shit, provided you scrape it off with a moon walk!!! Try it... it works... well I sincerely do not offend any one on the basis of their profession nor am I underestimating the practice of training your luck. I am curious, I am certainly not ignorant and I am positively looking forward to talk to her about it... and would love to be tuned more on it.

Well on a more productive and rhythmic note I did tune my guitar after almost two weeks. Poor Mr. Boston from Belmont park was made to go through and exile in his fluffy black bag! Oh.. Mr. Boston is my guitar... if I fail to mention before. :) he sounds merry now. I am a novice and no hero at guitar. Trying to practice some rhythms and may be try and sing some lallaaasss... in the future...

In the present I am not gonna let my back make me sing "oooh" "ahhh" "ouccchhhh" for the rest of night... so its good for us all here at 7 Belmont Park If I get to bed... :) I will catch ya folks soon... May the force be with you! (Damm... I am a FREAK now!!!) I've been through a crash course of star wars recently... so it might explain! ;) not to worry its doesn't ger worst... but you better not underestimate the powers of the dark side!

Peace