Ever since I shattered my right ankle (29th of January) running has been out of the question. Today, almost half a year later, I ran my first 5 km again.
It was a nice slow tempo run with some steps and some inclines. I was thinking about my steps all the way and my ankle became sensitive after 3,5 km so I decided to walk home. All in all I thought it went well.
The second first (for this season) was my first motor ride. I asked ‘][‘ to lend me his Yamaha FJ1200. He has the same engine I had back in 2004.
The third first is that I’m going to have a mustache. Why? It’s for the Bronsparty. Every year our living community organizes a theme party. This year’s theme is trailer trash.
A tracksuit, some golden chains, a mullet, sneakers and a tank top and I’m ready. In order to have a nice mustache I’m saving up with a goatee.
And yeah, I know, I look tired. It was an eventful day.
“A tracksuit, some golden chains, a mullet, sneakers and a tank top and I’m ready.”
Ready?! No real need to change surely?!
I could also get an artificial suntan, some tattoo’s, piercings, teeth bleeching,a bulldog, an opel (vauxhall to some) manta, a blond dumb chick and change my name into johnny (Earl if you will).