Guys, I am sorry I put this on to you every now and then. Through my blog I torture you not only with my life stories, but apparently also with insufficient English skills and bad writing.
You know those weeks where everything is just moving smoothly and you get the satisfying feeling you are not only on top of things but also moving forward? This week isn’t one of those weeks.
When I first met Tayla over 2 years ago, I didn’t see her blue eyes behind the sunnies. Her big caring eyes that I later just wanted to lose myself in. Her bright blue eyes that I couldn’t look into at the end because I would cry.
Me te aroha nui” is a phrase I learned this week. It’s Maori and means ‘with much love’. And all the messages, email, texts and parcels I got this week were indeed ‘me te aroha nui’.
Stating the truth is something we are striving in science. Saying the truth is what morals of life (and sometimes faith) ask you to do. But sometimes sharing the truth, the real personal truth is truly unwanted – or an emotional slap in the face.
Okay, this race report is late, but – excuse me – I have been busy. Busy with eating to be precise. Let me start this story at the week before the race. I ran that week.
The following entry is posted with the permission of the author Belinda Hilton. You can read the original post on her blog: https://belindawrites.wordpress.com/what-it-feels-like-to-submit-a-phd-thesis/
I woke up on the ground, the dirty dusty ground. It was pitch black around me, I was alone, just a small light shining from my head torch straight down into the dirt and rocks that I was lying in. I hadn’t been sleeping, but I suddenly came to my senses.
My 30-seconds-bible explained to me over breakfast this morning that God chose Abel’s donations, which was taken from his shepherd’s flock, over the grains he was offered from grower Cain. So God chose meat over gluten. And in my interpretation he chose being a meat eater over veganism. Does that make him the first non-vegan? Maybe. The first non-vegetarian? Or even the first non-fruitarian? We all know there are some weird stories about evil (or Eve-l?) apples at the very beginning of the bible, so who knows how to interpret that one right?