For some reason it always has to rain in Ireland. One way or another.
Today its literally been pouring down all morning and noon. The emotional rain drops… where do I begin?
We moved into a new student house, that’s really filthy and disgusting. Like pulling out a drawer and get sticky fingers disgusting. I’ve spent the afternoon yesterday trying to clean up a bit in the kitchen and the first night vacuuming the floor in our room. Thou, the old vacuum mostly seemed to push the dirt around.
I also came back to my FighterGirl classes, which I had really missed this summer. So was looking forward to see the girls again. Unfortunately not that mutual, as only a couple came back the first week. (But super happy to see them of course!). Also the instructor who’ve been covering for me, decided to set up his own thaiboxing classes in the same gym. I suggested he could make it a mens only class, so we wouldn’t be competing with each other, but he refused. So am very disappointed in both him and the gym! Same thing happened last summer, where I had a guy covering my classes during summer. When I came back, he wouldn’t give them back.
Irish people seem eager enough to help, just to stab you in back, at first given opportunity!
On the bright side, it has been nice to see the two friends I’ve made over here. They both look great and it’s been good to catch up.
My own situation seems a little bleak and dark at the moment, and it’s been frustrating to come home to, but on the other hand, I guess this gives me a push to pursue other avenues of work and things to spend my time on, while in Cork.
Training past week:
Saturday: 8K run + Ocean swim
Friday: Ocean Swim
Thursday: FighterGirl Class
Wednesday: Ocean Swim
Tuesday: FighterGirl Class