pu-za* thursday!

the silly, social season seems to have begun and being gainfully un- i mean self-employed at the moment, gives me great lee-way to get myself in trouble. i don’t have to be up at 5am or have some pressing business to attend to, so suffice to say that after going to visit with good friends whom i haven’t seen in months, i stumbled home at 7am, barefoot…

why barefoot? because the dog ate my shoe, miss… s’trues bob! guess that’s what happens when you take your shoes off around a rambunctious puppy!

at least the stumble home wasn’t a walk of shame. well, not that kind.

and i didn’t drink and drive! 🙂

p.s. i recently discovered that both santam and fnb have a drive-home service for their clients which can be used 6 times a year. so, if you’ve been drinking, need to get home without breaking the law or endangering others, and are a client of either, use them! or there’s always that uber-app on your phone.
santam – 086 0505911
fnb take me home service – 011-991 8679
don’t drink and drive. stay alive.

*in south africa puza means drunk and puza thursday, when people lubricate themselves into the weekend, has become an institution.

thursday’s run

today has just been way too long. it’s not 8pm yet here in johannesburg and i am whipped, barely staying upright infront of my computer.

had to be up at 5.30a.m. for a very long day in the studio. endless scenes back to back. lots of words to memorize and for some reason i struggled to fall asleep last night. 
got back from the studio at about 6.15 this evening. rushed in, changed and got to the track by 6.30.
i was hoping that the track would be lit up, but everything was actually pretty scarily bathed in long dark shadows so that one couldn’t see anything from one side of the track to the other. if lasz hadn’t come along and hung out in the middle of the field with the puppy, i don’t know if i would have stayed. i could see the outlines of guys hanging out in the darkness on the grassy knolls on the side of the track. probably just students, but if there weren’t someone watching my back i wouldn’t felt comfortable enough to stay or to wear my ipod for my run. 
there was also the time constraint of the track closing at 7. i went for a fast warm up walk around the track and then probably started out my run too fast. running in the cool darkness should have felt good, but i was a little too apprehensive to enjoy it and my chest hurt. today’s 3 laps should have been easy after yesterday’s 8, but felt as hard. i only walked 1 and 1/2 laps and then ran only 2&1/2 because i needed to get the car out of the lot before 7.
i’m glad i made the time to fit my run into an impossible schedule, but i think i might have to go to the gym the next time i have to run after dark. 
that was not a pleasant experience.
got home and couldn’t stop coughing. am hoping i’m not coming down with a cold. am exhausted. another 5.30 a.m. morning tomorrow and another long day at the studio which will probably be made longer by load shedding. 
urgh! the joy’s of living here on the tip of africa!