25. February 2016 by swissfitchick
Two weeks ago:
I officially arrived home. We all know meanwhile that I cycle in any seasonal condition. Cause Public Transport?!
If I will ever have to use Public Transport, there will be people punched in their faces. Fo’sho. So, the bike it is, in order to protect every party involved. Believe me. I made it to the hotel pool this morning without falling flat on my face. #WhoRules #MeRules #win #victory #winwin #victoryvictory #etc
Sorry for thinking out too loud – thanks to Amanda for making that a thing.
Followed by Sauna and Steam Bath. Detoxing at its finest. To be honest, after this early morning Cardio Cleanse, and the snow storm outside, I was totally tempted to slouch myself into one of the big ass chairs at the hotel restaurant and start daydrinking. I must confess, I am a fan of daydrinking. Do not worry, it is reduced to my birthday
week / month, carneval, christmas, NYE, weekends. Alright fine. I keep daydrinking to a minimum. I swear.
Why does autocorrect keep showing me that daydrinking is not a word? That just feels all wrong.
I did not yet arrive at the actual subject of this post. K, that is not entirely true, I talked about punching people in their faces. I may not be particularly rowdyish – except when I am driving, cause obviously I am the only person on all the streets who actually knows how to drive and all the other idiots have no fucking clue – but I must confess that I am getting a slight urge to yell at someone’s face who asks me what my plan is now.
I feel good about myself. I feel that after all the shit that happened in the past few years, and maybe even more shit is going to happen, who knows – I am a content and happy person. Because there was a ton or even 67 tons of good things thrown in there too. I laugh out loud several times a day, I am hardly ever in a bad mood (unless some stupid driver comes my way or I need to take the bus) and I take care of all my loved ones around me and then some. Whenever I have a job I work hard and give my best, I try to get better each day, if that is my person, my training or my work. Self-doubt and self-criticism included, cause I am and will always be hard on myself.
I have no plan. I do not know what next week will bring or the week after that and I clearly have no bloody clue what on earth will be happening in one year. And that’s fine. I am not sitting home singing the blues, I am applying, networking, chatting and I work part-time. I keep up with my training and writing, cause these are my favorite things to do and they keep me sane. As a matter of fact, I am a creature of hyperactivity – for some that would feel like turmoil, to me it feels like home and I learned to embrace it, while also learning to live with and handle my love for the extremes and the risk. Hence the reason why it looks like I am all over the place, to me, it feels just right. I regret nothing.
I had my fair amount of ‘adults’ sharing their sermons with me, that being settled equals happiness – and in a roundabout way trying to tell me I should grow the fuck up. I have little to no interest in these lectures, considering in most cases I do not ask for it. And cause clearly, I do not hurt anyone by not being settled and by living the life I live. Maybe it looks like I am careless and devil-may-care-like, though in fact I am pretty damn down to earth. Yeah, damn, ha! I clearly am more stable and more happy than I have ever been before. Even with not knowing ‘what the plan is’. So, it’s all relaxed.
Maybe I will do all the effort to live a few years in Sydney. But then again, my heart got caught somewhere here at home, so that’s that. I also applied in SFO but I also applied to work at the Riverbar in Summer here in Basel. Time will show, and for now, I stay here. Peace out.