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This morning I found the fronttire of my bike kind of flat. I decided to take a change and I simply pumped it up to try and get to the busstop on time. I made it:) I worked until 12.30 and then went back home (because of my doctor's appointment) The tire was still okay, but I dropped my bike of at the repairshop anyway, since I suspected it wasn't fully recovered from the attack from three weeks ago...
In the afternoon I went to get the results of the bloodtests. Apparently I have 'beautiful blood'. Well, that's good to know, but not very helpful in deciding what the fuck is wrong with me. The doctor suggested I'd go and try to work on my issues (grumble) and live more regularly. She in particular mentioned eating diner every night and maybe not spend as much time online as I'm used to. Ehm. I think I can maybe manage to go to bed at a more reasonable hour, but that's as far as I'm willing to go: how am I supposed to deal with my issues if I'm not allowed to bitch by mail? I will meet with her again in a month for a follow-up.
After the appointment I went into town to shop for presents; it's co-worker Sander's birthday tomorrow. My spare-bike was acting up: the handlebars moved without guiding the frontwheel, that's fricking scary and dangerous. After I almost fell and the handlebars hit me in the thigh, I decided to get a new bike.
So after shopping I went back to the repairshop and checked out their collection of second-hand bikes. The cheap one I wanted, turned out to be too high for my short legs, so I had to spent a bit more than I'd hoped. But it's still less than the no-claim-return I got coming from my health-insurance, so I won't even notice spending a lot of money, woohoo:)
I chose an adorable bike, made for senior-citizens, which means it's extra low with smaller wheels *g* Lookit! Now I'm gonna be able to get to the busstop safely tomorrow:)
Right, I promised pictures of my new look. Cam-whoring here!
In the afternoon I went to get the results of the bloodtests. Apparently I have 'beautiful blood'. Well, that's good to know, but not very helpful in deciding what the fuck is wrong with me. The doctor suggested I'd go and try to work on my issues (grumble) and live more regularly. She in particular mentioned eating diner every night and maybe not spend as much time online as I'm used to. Ehm. I think I can maybe manage to go to bed at a more reasonable hour, but that's as far as I'm willing to go: how am I supposed to deal with my issues if I'm not allowed to bitch by mail? I will meet with her again in a month for a follow-up.
After the appointment I went into town to shop for presents; it's co-worker Sander's birthday tomorrow. My spare-bike was acting up: the handlebars moved without guiding the frontwheel, that's fricking scary and dangerous. After I almost fell and the handlebars hit me in the thigh, I decided to get a new bike.
So after shopping I went back to the repairshop and checked out their collection of second-hand bikes. The cheap one I wanted, turned out to be too high for my short legs, so I had to spent a bit more than I'd hoped. But it's still less than the no-claim-return I got coming from my health-insurance, so I won't even notice spending a lot of money, woohoo:)
I chose an adorable bike, made for senior-citizens, which means it's extra low with smaller wheels *g* Lookit! Now I'm gonna be able to get to the busstop safely tomorrow:)
Right, I promised pictures of my new look. Cam-whoring here!