Regular weekend

My weekend was calm and nice. Except for the loud trance music during the LesMills classes...

The weather was quite bad this weekend so I mostly stayed at home watching series and movies and ate popcorn. Saturday started with a morning CAF however, and was followed by a BodyPump class. Later that evening, I had dinner with my tennant, her daughter and her boyfriend which came over before leaving for a month at La Réunion and it was really nice. On Sunday morning at 9.30 it was time for the BodySculpt class, followed by an hour BodyCombat and an hour of stretch class. I really love this kind of work out and I especially love it because you get results from it very fast. 

I'm really having cat cravings right now. I need something flyffy to hug and kiss in my life or else I'm not happy. It's good I'm going to Bléré for the weekend to visit my dear family, even though Tigrou isn't the cuddliest cat. Oh well, I will have to settle for human hugs ;). I at least get to skype with my two fluffy loved ones. Which they obviously like alot. 

Yes so I told you it was raining this weekend. And in Castanet you are obviously not very used to massive amounts of rain. So I swam across the garage with the superbike in order to go to the gym. That's about the most action there has ever been during my stay in this building. I live a peaceful life in other words. 

So, that was the weekend. What happens now? Today was the first day of the intense kit week. The new batch of rabbit kits were born this weekend so there is a lot to do during the week (weighing, identifying, adoptions, and so on). So that is fun! Except for the early mornings... Other than that I am now (I think) getting the hang of the statistical analysis program R, which is quite cool, because it's confusing and hard, but quite nice when you get the hang of it. As... basically everything else in life I suppose. 

After my whole day of getting the hang of (fighting with) R, I went to my CAF and BodyCombat class, which was fun but, as usual, the floor around me looked a little like the garage of my building above. I also got starstruck after the class when my favorite instructor came up to me and asked me my name. We talked a little, I told her how cool she was (yes I'm 12 years old) and she told me she was happy I went to her classes and that it's people like me that makes it worth to be an instructor (because she thinks I'm good, wow). Haha. 

So all happy after the chat with my idol, I forgot to put the music on play on my iPhone before biking away. So there I go, downhill, it's raining, and I think "mwell, I have the time pushing play AND skipping to the song I feel like listening to before the downhill goes to steep". I start to brake (hand brakes of course, since it's montain bike land, as previously explained), with the left hand brake. Before I have the time to think "front wheel brake in downhill with iPhone in one hand, computer bag on the back and rain" I, very graciously of course, start my slow motion fall, with all of these things in mind. Ringt foot on the ground, right hand lifted up in the sky (to protect iPhone of course, you have to have your priorities right...), left hand straight into someones garden bushes (helplessly grasping for anything to hold on to), left foot put down on the ground, recieving all of the bike on my fore leg, which pushes me forward, I (graciously) jump over the bike and leave it to it's destiny, catch my computer bag, iPhone still safe in right hand, part of the bush in the other, and I land. iPhone okay, computer okay, I'm okay (except for the 3-4 bruises my legs are goint to get and the huge bump on my foreleg), and bike is on the ground, wheels are spinning and everything, the chain got lost, and some electric thing that was on it had to be clicked back on. ACTION at it's best might I say. It didn't improve things when I laughed by myself like a crazy person the whole way home...  

Anyway, on Thursday I'll go to the farm to make my observations (together with Laurianne this time) and I will then go home a bit early, catch a bus at 4 and after 2 metros, 2 trains and a car ride I will finally be in the splendid company of my wounderful family! I. Am. So. Excited.

Now, some Sopranos, then sleep.