Despite that my savings account is declining every day and I’m expecting it to drain at the end of the month. So where the hell is my money going?

Here’s what my bank account says
:

Ten years ago…

There was me and this guy, sitting on a beach, on a famous island. I’ve known him for two weeks.

There was a bottle of the local vodka. The sunset was romantic. A boat drifts away to the bay carrying two lovers.

I said to him: “I think I’m falling in-love with you.”

Silence.

After a while, he answered. “I thought you never want to be in a serious relationship.”

“Yes, I don’t.”

Silence.

The sun said goodbye, we finished the vodka. I got dead drunk. He dragged me to the tricycle so we could get back to the pension house. I spent the evening spitting on the wall.

The next day we went swimming with the sharks, me with my massive hang-over. There was silence on the boat. I couldn’t stand silence.

So I said, “about last night.”

He answered. “We can try.”

His first “I love you” came many months after. The declaration of real love when we parted for a while.

I married the guy last year.

But I am not complaining. Not really, because there was a lot of snow this year. You see, in this part of Europe, winter usually means rain and heavy storms, so when Netherlands become Narnia-land, we frolic  in the snow like people from the tropics.

Every year the Dutch from the North of the country, in Friesland particularly, are wishing for a real winter so that they can hold their ice skating competition (Elfstedentocht). And every year, their hearts get broken because it hardly gets freezing cold here.

But this year was an exception. In early December the first snow storm came and blanketed the whole country in immaculate white powder. It lasted for only two days but nobody minded. There still wasn’t any Elfstedentoch  but many canals froze, and people went crazy skating on natural ice especially in Amsterdam.

There’s a lot to be said about running through the pain, not giving up, endurance, etc. But my priorities are clear, my health and family on top, my job, running, and everything else after. I cannot take chance on my health especially now that I have a kid. If not for the painful feet and weakened immune system, I would have run. But last Wednesday, I had to leave work at lunchtime because of a splitting headache.

So I chose to rest, recuperate and go back to the basic, slow build-up.

Am I disappointed? A little. But that’s life. You can plan everything beforehand but circumstances change all the time and if you don’t want to get stressed, you’d be flexible.

It was a beautiful day today, cold but not freezing, a bit of blue sky, no wind and no rain. My feet were not as painful as I expected it would. I did proper stretching after and some core exercises. If I want to race next month, I had to pay more attention to my core. Maybe a flatter abs would not be that bad after all.