numbers.

So it's been a week... and now I'm 25 years old. Quarter of a centrury, pretty amazing. 

I had a quite nice and quiet birthday on Sunday. Trained in the morning, went for a coffee with Raae and D, hosted a MetaFit class at the gym, and went to ZUMA with K. We ate loads and still didn't get up to the 200 pounds that we saved up. Good. I kept the change, lol. 

For my birthday gift, Kay is taking me to see Phantom of the Opera on Friday. Can't wait, always wanted to see it! Woooo. 

I can't wait to go over to Sweden to see my baby brother. Next week I'm there and we're gonna have a few good days together. It's not often I get to have one to one quality time with my family members anymore. It tends to go all at once and that's it. 

And today I trained chest for the first time in a long time. I managed to dumbbell press two 16kg. Pretty happy with that. Also, I'm working hard on my chin-ups. By the end of the year I am gonna be able to do 10 on my own. I'm up on 3 now, but I'm struggling!

As for tomorrow, I have no clients booked and I have no reception hours to cover. Feels sooooo goood. Though I'm meeting up with my old client to do some MetaFit at 7.30am... Oh well....  

way too early

Today at around 6.45am I had a woman swearing at me in the gym. I kindly asked her if she could move half a metre so that I could use my TRX with my client. I can't put it up anywhere else in there, so yeah... I didn't think it would be a big thing, since the gym was more or less empty. 

"You could have asked me that earlier"
"You think you own the gym"
"This really pisses me off"
"Fuck sake"

I said thank you and continued with my client. It's just too early to start picking fights which has no meaning. At the end, she moved and we all could continue training. Simple as that.

half night out

Today we're celebrating one of the guys from work. I heard we're going Chinese which I am not one bit excited about. And waiting around makes me tired. I've had way too much chocolate for someone who hasn't had any sweets (or much carbs) for about two weeks. Just like that... back to normal.

On Monday I'll start the carb cycle. That should be something that I can handle better than not eating any carbs what so ever.

Oh well... chinese it is. 
I'm going ZUMA for some divine Japanese food on my birthday. It's me and my dad's favourite restaurant here in London, so I feel like I'm cheating on him for going without. But dad, I can afford it myself this time!

Looking up

Life is pretty good at the moment. I'm doing okay at work and I have the freedom to travel back to Sweden when kind of suits me. I don't need to ask for holiday, just decide when is best for me and go.

I'm really looking forward to go up to the north of Sweden to see my baby brother in about one and a half week. And I'm really looking forward to the layover I do in Stockholm where I get to have dinner with my dad and stepmum.

Next Sunday is my birthday, and I am happy that I can afford going to the restaurant I want to go to. These things I appreciate a lot. Not having to worry that I can't pay rent, or that we this month got two bills for over 200 pounds would have to make me not eat what I want for two weeks. 

I feel that those hard days are over for me. I'm not saying I will never have struggling days in my life. But right now I feel that I am on top of it, looking back on 4 years where treating myself wasn't often an opportunity. 

I am turning 25 next Sunday and I feel more independent than ever. I am looking upwards and I'll see new goals and new struggles, but this time I get to eat what I want on the way.