The Weather

Apparently overnight Belgium moved somewhere near Alaska or somewhere similarly cold as it's bloody cold, windy and miserable weather over here today...so much so that I can't be bothered to train, yes you read that correctly, I can't be bothered to train today. I hate winter weather and I'm well and truly over it after enduring a long winter training away in the little Isle going round and round in circles. For sure I could have got on my turbo trainer but I'm over that also, it's dull as dishwater and I just can't be bothered to train today.....I'm going to train my stomach instead and see how good it is at digesting Cola (that's cocoa-cola for you English speaking goons) , nutella and some Belgian chocolates....call it interval training at the highest level. I'm actually good at eating a lot of junk food - I used to be a right fatty fatty, a few people have even seen a picture of me in my fat days and my god I was fat. I'll try and describe the picture.....I was Fat, the same small height that I am now, that's 5 foot 2inches approximately and not 4 foot 11inches as some tall person once said I was! I had a big fat double chin, my same big Jewish nose oh and my mother thought it would be a great idea for me to have a bob haircut, the evil wench that she was. To enlighten you at how good I am at eating junk food I once ate all but half a slice of a family size stuffed crust pizza hut pizza from pizza hut with chicken and vegetable topping, impressive I know....so today I'm going back to my fatty roots and avoiding anything remotely healthy.

It's weird as since Sunday's disaster I've kind of felt at a bit of a crossroads (10 points to whoever can name the band who sung that song crossroads, and no not Blazin' Squad, the original band that sung it). I know that I'm training alright and going better than I've ever gone before but feel at a bit of a loss when it comes to the races....maybe that's why also today I can't be bothered to train. I think now I just need to race, race and race some more and get that all important experience that you can only get from competition and then it will make the training all seem worthwhile as this week it hasn't really felt that way, I know it's only Wednesday peoples, but I know for a fact that I could be a world champion when it comes to training, as I'm actually not too bad at it, but that means diddily squat when it comes to competition. So yeah I think I'm going to get myself entered in as many races as possible and hit it hard.

Today Jeroen (that's Kristina's boyfriend) is competing in some nutty hardcore race so I'm going to go and watch him race and keep Mariska (Kristina's sister) company. Apparently there is a pro's race also so I'm going to take my baby oil with me just incase they want a leg massage. I found out the other day that Jeroen played an evil joke on me when I asked him to teach me a Dutch word within my first few days of being here.....I had thought it odd at the time that he taught me how to say finger however I was kindly pointed out that the word I had learnt was in fact not finger at all - thank god I never said the word to anyone in conversation - boys do not change from country to country , they are all the same and always ready to play a joke on peoples, fair play Jeroen, I'll give you that one.....however as he doesn't speak a lot of English I think I'll have some fun myself in teaching him some English words, fire with fire and all that.

I think that's enough information you have learnt about me for one day, it's time for me to eat some more food and get off to watch the races and get back on track with it all tomorrow starting with a well-needed diet.

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