in nine days i am out. which becomes more and more exciting with each passing day. i have decided that i will be staying at The Clarence Hotel my last night in Dublin, as a gift to myself. it is the hotel owned by Bono and the Edge, and it is the nicest in all of Dublin. it overlooks the Liffey and is in the heart of the Temple Bar District. Bathrobes, fancy room service, soft beds and linens, and, the best part, with my package deal, i tell them my approximate arrival time, and when i check in, they have a 'Clarence Cosmo' martini waiting for me. ahhhh, luxury! don't worry, i've already looked at the desert menu for room service, but i doubt i'll be in the room that long.
so...you know how as soon as you say something, and you create a whole meal of an idea intended to serve someone else because you would never eat it yourself, then suddenly you find eating this food of words like a starvation victim? yeah...i did that. i think i'm dating someone. it's casual. thank god. he's kickass. thank god. we'll see. just thought i'd put it out there since it could be something real. could be. we'll see. i've got a lot of life before those questions come up.
tomorrow is my busy day of trying to get everything together before i leave. phone calls. rain boots. cell phones. outlets. hotels. buses. planning. so much so much! but all is good. i have a feeling this trip will change me for the better. my old friend Olly from London contacted me on Facebook to possibly get together while I'm in London, so we'll see! Alison Owen is best friends with Gwyneth Paltrow, so maybe i might meet her. maybe/maybe not. this trip will still rock regardless!
my marathon training has gone to crap. i barely ran last week between all the doings of the week. so this week i have to catch up and keep going. ugh. i love running but still. somedays it feels like a chore. like when a cold front comes in and you are in bed and it's so warm in bed and you know you will be both sweaty and freezing your ass off outside, and you'll come back being so tired yet really relaxed. but that feeling: your heart pumping, your legs moving, your breath pushing, your body in full motion. there is nothing like it. i love running. i really do. i really hope my knees or hips don't ever go out.
i hope to keep this blog as a post for what's going on in Ireland the the UK. i want to somehow upload videos of what's going on to keep people interested or feel like they are there (namely my mom) a little more than a week and i will be gone. rock it!
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