Splittsville

I heard "they" broke up.

She really thought it would be forever... that's a laugh.

What goes around comes around,

shouldn't have harassed.

waaaaa-waaaa-waaaa goes the baby...

recovery-- part 2

I'm still in pain, but I can walk now. (Thank god, those crutches killed my arms and almost broke my armpits, they look all fun when other people are using them, but its a different story when it's you struggling to walk with them!)

Today I went back to work.

A few days ago, random bruises started appearing on parts of my body that I didn't even think was impacted. They are all healing now. I looked battered! I'm not all like, "oh my god" my bruises, more like intrigued on how the body recuperates itself, and amazed feeling my own body slowly healing. I have to be kind and patient, everything takes time. I'm not superficial, I just want to start being active again, and I can't when I am in this condition! I can't even sleep on my right side!

By this weekend I hope to be better, I can't miss anymore birthday parties! PLUS-- I need to enjoy my free time in NYC! come on already! :)

recovery

It's the small things that I miss like being able to bend my knees fully, or get up from bed on my own, or being able to hold a milk carton in my right hand. I can't do any of these things now.

My biggest fear was to be immobile, not to be able to move, and it's become a reality, albeit, only temporarily, but a current realism. It helps me understand the elderly a bit more, this is how they feel everyday, relying on others to move, to eat, to bathe them. One day we are independent and the next it can be taken away from us,

just

like

that.

This experience is tattooed in my mind forever.

Today I was able to make my own pony tail, I'm healing, beginning with my soul.

A bday blessing

I celebrated my grandma's 87th birthday today. She outlived all my grandparents, I feel so lucky to still have her in my life. She is such a character, always making jokes, giving me advice about my life, and she has always been a constant supporter, no matter what decisions I make, she's behind me 100%.

A salute to her 87 years blessing this earth, thank you for giving us life, love and energy! Your shining smile brightens every one of my days and your wisdom is a gift from god!

The EMPIRE state.

So as I'm recovering, I'll take this opportunity to type it up about stuff. <-- how articulate huh. Last week me & Alex went to the Empire state building. We brought a pair of binoculars, and headed towards the famous building. Along the way we stopped in TGIF across from Madison Square Garden for a few happy hour drinks and free buffet, then did a little shopping in the mid-town shops. Finally we were ready to see the amazing view. I always thought this was the best view in the world, I've seen A LOT all over, so when someone comes to visit me, I always take them up, its breath taking! Usually the wait is about 1-3 hours, but we went right up, I'm not sure why there weren't many people there, maybe because it's kind of pricey and we are in an economic downturn, or maybe because it was a Wednesday, who knows, whatever the reason, it was good for us! After the long (and nauseating) elevator ride to the 110th floor, we emerged and were so amazed by the view.



my baby liked the dress I was wearing, it was so untourist like of me! haha.
we stayed all afternoon into the sunset! gorgeous.

pains

Yo, I can't even make a freakin pony tail cause I cant raise my arms over my head, I had to ask my friend to make it for me and he didn't know what the hell he was doin! This is CRAZY!

bike accident in NYC

I knew it would come sooner or later... FINALLY I had an accident, let me explain:

Everyday I either walk or ride my bike to work, I run all around the city, in the street, over bridges, I Rollerblade with traffic, I bike alongside rush hour vehicles. BUT TODAY WAS DIFFERENT. I saw my life flash before my eyes as a yellow taxi was coming straight towards me on the west side highway (I had the right of way), I squeezed my brakes so fast and I flipped over The front of my bike head first and hit the taxi/ground, flipped again and crashed on the ground. I was half conscious. Ambulance came, I went to the hospital, lots of bandages, pain medication, x-rays, ice packs, geezzz... PLUS my phone wouldn't stop ringing, it was horrible cause I had head injuries and it hurt to listen and talk.

The doctors told me that if I didn't have my helmet I wouldn't be here right now talking to them. that had a major impact on me and my soul. <-- more about this later.

Now I am stuck at home for the next 3 weeks on crutches! ME-- ON CRUTCHES, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!

Now anyone who knows me, knows that I can NOT stay home more than an hour at a time, so this will be a challenge, I can't work, I can't run, I can't go out with my friends, what type of life will I have?? I guess I will have to live on the internet & watch movies, I pray that I get better super quick and keep myself occupied in other ways. Maybe people will come visit me? (keeping my fingers crossed)

It's horrible to be stuck in the house, especially in the summer! arggg...

BE CAREFUL NY! ITS DANGEROUS OUT THERE!

Here's some (not as disgusting as they could be--
I have worse pic's but don't want to gross anyone out) pictures:

PICNICS: and all that comes along with it.

What better way to introduce my Spanish boyfriend to the American culture than a good old fashioned picnic(definition: an outdoor social gathering). The first picnic we had was in Prospect Park. He loved it so much! We made it into a sports day where I rollerbladed and he used my bike and we biked around the park then went from Brooklyn to Manhattan over the Brooklyn Bridge, we also played soccer, relaxed, drank ate, watched a children's concert, lol. It was great.

We decided that we are picnic people, so we continued the picnics throughout his time here, I even gathered my boys one day to join us! One night we cooked dinner and brought a bottle of wine and sat by the east river until 2am, damn, time flew, it was magical. Then there was Coney Island, the greatest place in NYC! We went there a few times always bringing our own food and drinks, so that we can just enjoy the environment.

PICNICS, IT'S THE AMERICAN WAY!

...

So my baby left, and now I'm sitting here all alone. We went out every night, it was nice to have him here and to share my culture and city with him. I found out just how lucky I am to have him.

One day I asked him to go to my mom's house for me to pick up my charger for my cell that I left there. I came back from work, and he wasn't home, I got so worried, but 30 minutes later he walked through the door, I asked him where he was and he told me that he WALKED to my mom's house! I LIVE IN MANHATTAN AND MY MOM LIVES IN BROOKLYN! I couldn't believe it! What an angel I have! What a guy! He didn't have dollars, so he looked on line, got directions and spent about 2 hours walking each way, JODER!

Also, every morning at 7am he woke up with me to make me breakfast, then when I left for work he went back to sleep. Shit. crazy. Why was he so good to me? I AM mean! Why do guys like mean girls? Well, I'm not THAT mean, but I have my bitchy moments...


Anyway... NYC, back to "normal" for me. That means back to training for a race, staying home a bit more and concentrating more on my friends, sorry I've been neglecting ya'll!!! BUT it was a unique opportunity for me to spend time with him in MY country, with MY family, and in MY space... nice change. Crazy having a relationship in my second language with someone that doesn't share my culture, I think I prefer it actually. That only thing is, one of us will always be the foreigner, which might not be so bad, but could be.

OK, I'm going off on a rant now. I'll stop. I have tons and tons of pictures too. <3

He's gone.

:( My everything (for 3 weeks) left today. Now I am sad. More soon.

4th of July

Coney Island, BEST PLACE IN THE WORLD TO BE FOR THE 4TH, and not only this, I shared the day with my man, my mom, AND my friends! Dancing, drinking, swimming, rides, sun, shopping, GREAT TIMES! Every year my 4th gets better & better. Happy I'm back in New York CITY!
The 4th of July for me is less about Independence Day than a day to celebrate relationships, life, and appreciate the people you have in your life. That's what I celebrated on the 4th!

Malaga 2 NYC

My guy from Spain is visiting, it's strange, so I've naturally been crazy running all around the city and catching up on the month we've been apart! Crazy experiences we've had so far.
OK, gotta get back now...