Day 958: Nerves, nerves, nerves

Early wake-up, early train, 2 hours to kill in a café (in fact, I used this time productively), my last driving lesson, complex logistics back home (good that all my clients cancelled their massages), tummy and back pain, afternoon nap, jog. I was quite nervous on day 958, September 4. That awful driving exam was getting closer and closer. It was my last chance to practice driving. Although this wasn’t the actual exam day, I was already tired. Running did make things better, it always does (unless I have a really-really bad headache and am past the healing point). I spent lots of time watching helpful parking videos and the exam video, just to find out how it is supposed to look like. The exam. Nerves can really wear one out, really.

Progress Report

1. Own and live in a house.

Don’t remember doing anything useful that would bring in some money. Oh, in the evening I did start a massive translation project, so yes, there was something. And… I went to my driving lesson and everyone should know that building a house is much easier if you have a car. Especially if you live in such a place like we do. The lesson went fine and my teacher thought that I might just be able to pass the exam. Funnily enough, at one point I didn’t even care about the exam anymore. It just had to be done.

2. Write AND publish a book.

Those 2 hours that I had to kill at the café. Well… I wrote. Quite a lot. And I am proud of myself. At least this helped to keep my mind off the exam and the lesson.

3. Win a major race.

Quite OK run. 10 km with an easy pace and then 5×100 m sprints. Don’t really need much more in the marathon week.

Photo of the Day


Looks like that Miu was also tired.


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