Last night Lieke celebrated her birthday. Ivo was my date, we were one of the first at the party and one of the last ones to leave. It was fun. I shared a fairly well-laced pot chocolate truffle with someone and waited for it to hit. After half an hour of nothing, slightly disappointed, I made the rookie mistake of having another one. Once it finally started working, I stopped drinking and switched to water, because holy shit did it hit me like a truck. My brother called me at the tail end of his own evening out and joined me at the tail end of mine. I was very happy he did, because he took good care of me on the way back home. :)
Today I woke up feeling a little brak, as we say in Dutch. Not quite hung over, but not quite well, either. Par for the course, I hadn’t slept much. When I finally got around to taking a nap in the afternoon, I was dead tired and could barely keep my eyes open. After waking up from my nap, I laid around in bed for a while, got up, had some left over salad and felt good enough to go for a run. I didn’t set any records, but it was surprisingly easy. Feeling much better now, I think I’ll spend the rest of the evening relaxing a bit.
