Monday, January 14, 2008

I <3 Spinning

Jag dog inte. Jag överlevde vad jag trodde skulle vara min sista dag. Jag har inte tränat på 2 år eller nåt, och satte mig på en spinningcykel.

Tack vare musiken som pumpade. Tack vare vännen som peppade. Jag klarade det! Medelpass i spincykling - OH MY!

Och nu är jag nog kär. Hur kan man inte bli, när instruktören kör igång Aretha's Think när man är som tröttast. Disco queen som jag är så måste jag ställa mig upp i 3:e position och "kicka ass". :)

Adrenalin. YES!


Monday, January 07, 2008

"no sunbursts or marble halls..."

Romantiken lever! I alla fall under mitt tak. Suktar efter fler fler fler avsnitt av Anne of Green Gables. Jag drömmer mig tillbaka till lata eftermiddagar framför TV:n när man bodde hemma - men jag är lika fast i romantikens underbara väv även idag, när jag är mer vuxen och sensibel.

Man växer aldrig ifrån Anne -inte sant E? Aldrig, aldrig.



Ur boken:


When Gilbert came the next afternoon he found Anne waiting for him, fresh as the dawn and fair as a star, after all the gaiety of the preceding night. She wore a green dress -- not the one she had worn to the wedding, but an old one which Gilbert had told her at a Redmond reception he liked especially. It was just the shade of green that brought out the rich tints of her hair, and the starry gray of her eyes and the iris-like delicacy of her skin. Gilbert, glancing at her sideways as they walked along a shadowy woodpath, thought she had never looked so lovely. Anne, glancing sideways at Gilbert, now and then, thought how much older he looked since his illness. It was as if he had put boyhood behind him forever.


Vackert så det förslår. Ack, du ljuva romantik!


"But I'll have to ask you to wait a long time, Anne," said Gilbert sadly. "It will be three years before I'll finish my medical course. And even then there will be no diamond sunbursts and marble halls."

Anne laughed.

"I don't want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want YOU. You see I'm quite as shameless as Phil about it. Sunbursts and marble halls may be all very well, but there is more `scope for imagination' without them. And as for the waiting, that doesn't matter. We'll just be happy, waiting and working for each other -- and dreaming. Oh, dreams will be very sweet now."

Gilbert drew her close to him and kissed her. Then they walked home together in the dusk, crowned king and queen in the bridal realm of love, along winding paths fringed with the sweetest flowers that ever bloomed, and over haunted meadows where winds of hope and memory blew."



Jag vill också vandra i ett rike av kärlek - och inser genast att jag genast gör det. Min Gilbert sitter i soffan och spelar gitarr.