Drink a waterbottle, we're going running

Holy crap, I'm in Copenhagen!!  Spontaneous vacation, and I am working out while I am on said spontaneous vacation.  I went on a vacation with a classmate and her friend ... professional runners.  They run 40 miles a week, which makes my 26 a month look laughable.  We landed in Copenhagen after a wonderful eight hour flight, and my friend looked at me in all seriousness and said, "Chug a waterbottle, we're going running!"  She's crazy.  And turns out she was also right.  I ran three miles with them at a 9 minute pace, something I haven't done post accident.  It was actually not that bad, running through the streets of a foreign country where I barely spoke the language.

I don't know if it was the new country or the crazy fast pace (not really) that I was trying to keep up with, but I was so happy.  We just kept looking at each other yelling "We're in Copenhagen!!!".  Despite the fact that I booked the hotel we were staying at the night before from my dads couch in Chicago, I feel like the trip was going to be a good trip.  We had done little to no planning, and we were playing most decisions by ear, but running around this crazy place I didn't really seem to care.  I was so happy that I wasn't sitting in a classroom staring at a professor who may as well have been speaking Spanish.

I started thinking as I was trying not to get hit by a bike or a car or a pedestrian that thought it was appropriate to use their stroller as a means to get in front of me, and I couldn't shake the idea that I use to love my traveling job.  I didn't love my job, turns out I think IT is relatively boring.  But I did love traveling.  I loved being dropped somewhere new and then mastering it.  Constant change is so hard to find, but it is literally everywhere.

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Bobsleds

Lately I've been doing what could be dumb things.  I've been talking to my exboyfriends.  I'm not sure why, but around the holidays, I always think about what I was doing on past holidays, and then I start thinking about guys I've been serious about, and then I start wondering what they are up to.  And then I'm considering recycling again.  I'm trying to stay distracted with working out and school and try not to focus on guys I've already dated.

I also did something extremely exciting ... I had a pair of boots (Patagonia) give out on me ... and I brought them in and exchanged them for a brand new pair of $180 boots, for free!  This is not the exciting part, the exciting part is that I had to do this because I just booked a trip to Copenhagen for new years and then to Winterland Germany for a bobsled race.  What am I doing?!  I should have been studying for final exams, but instead I found this to be a much more pressing issue.  One of my friends was talking about a trip to Europe, and my ears perked up.  "Want to go to Germany and see a bobsled race?"  My impulsive reaction was, "Can we go somewhere else too first?"  And now I'm prepping to visit Copenhagen and Winterland in the middle of winter.

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