Voila, my summer. Best summer ever, I have been everywhere!
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It is hard to believe, but I have almost made it. Twenty-two drawings non stop. And no Summer holidays. And thanks to Ann and Orbit I don't even need physio. After my first two Little Golden Books I did, I wrecked my back drawing so much. But now I am a dog walker and a runner. Session six tomorrow morning. I feel all sorts of body parts shift towards where they once were. I feel I even stand straighter. And I see some muscle definition just above my knees, I am sure it wasn't there before.
And I even have some time left to enjoy this perfect day. I will jump on my bicycle and celebrate. No I won't. Orbit is being the perfect dog today. I hate it when he wants to go in and out, and in and out, and in and out. And I have to get up all of the time. Hate it. So now I have the front door open, and the back door open (there is no wind), and Orbit walks in and out as he pleases. And he stays on the porch, he doesn't run away, what a good boy. My friend Martin emailed me and asked if we want to borrow his piano for a year. What do you think? I can play Brother Jimmy.
No time, have to work fast because the briefing was a little late!
One more week, two more villages, and I am done! I was looking forward to a little September break, but I think I am giving it away. Cry. You'll understand though. Anyway. At least I am enjoying an easy weekend, full of sunshine, food, drink, and naps. My neighbour Chandra just woke me up, she needed to borrow a bike. Chandra calls it a cycle, she is from India. Now I will go back to my nap.
Yes, it is true, we have taken up jogging. Our sedentary lifestyles are taking too much toll, we admitted we are not twenty anymore. Or thirty. Or forty. It is tragic. Ann rescued us. Ann went C25K (couch to five km, I already speak the jargon) a few years ago, and she is doing marathons now. Ann got help from Evi, a Flemish radio host who podcasted a C25K series. And now Ann gave those to us. And Evi is whispering in our ears while we suffer. She tells us to keep up, to be proud, that we're almost there, and that she has her next amazing tune waiting for us. Even the lyrics of the songs she plays fit the activity. Amazing. And all of that in Flemish. We can't disappoint Evi, we have to keep going. And also we bought insanely expensive running shoes, it would be a total waste to give up. So we join all the other pathetic souls on the track down by the Don River, and run laps. I amazed myself to be honest, I totally expected not to be able to do it. But I am. Not easily, but hey. And I have only done two sessions so far, with my cold.
Believe me, this is going to be a landscape, if I make it through the night. My cold is taking a turn for the worse, chest feels raw. Cheeks hot. Legs wobbly.
Piffin's new girlfriend used to live in North Dakota. She laughed out loud when she saw my drawing.
Question. Does your dog eat blueberries too? It is quite funny to watch Orbit eat blueberries. He has a hard time positioning the blueberry between his teeth in order to bite it.
I should have done so much more, but Michiel gave me this stupid cold that he caught on the plane. We did watch a nice film though, Otger sneaked away halfway through, to watch Battle Star Galactica on his laptop. Those diner booths are so wrong, what was I thinking. I'll redo them first thing tomorrow.
Guess which country! (joking, joking, joking) Strange how quickly I can shift focus. I finished this one around four o'clock this afternoon, and then I started emailing with the next correspondent. Yay, a communicating one, who sends me pictures. I am completely in North Dakota right now, Africa is long forgotten. North Dakota, where you can buy a house for twenty thousand dollars, and pay less than a hundred a month on mortgage. Imagine. Let's buy a street!
