Mentalechoes

I was going to try to get to bed early tonight because I had a big weekend and didn’t see much of my bed for most of it. I have learned also that your body does not recover well from tequila hangovers in your thirties as well as it did when you were in your twenties.

Saturday night was worth the sore head on Sunday though. I went to see a physical theatre performance from my Venezualan friend, Balduino (the chick magnet). It was so impressive to see, and I can honestly say that even though I am not a big fan of this kind of artform, I really lurved seeing him up there doing his performance. Very entertaining and really engaging in the way it made you laugh, and feel sad, and think about the human themes he was trying to portray.

Afterwards I went out with him and some Venezualan friends that had come from Spain to see him perform, as well as some friends of his girlfriend. We found a cheesy salsa bar and danced away till the wee hours, drinking liberal amounts of tequila while taking turns twirling in the middle. I found out that in the event of not knowing how to salsa properly, you can improvise by just shaking your hips a lot, like you are trying to get change out of your pockets without using your hands.

The big weekend has made me lazy today too. I didn’t make it to exercise and now I feel guilty about that because I really don’t miss exercise sessions. Health is important, and I take mine very seriously. You sort of have to when both your grandfather and father got cancer in their 60’s from basically letting themselves go over the years. But I was so flat today from the weekend excess I figured better to take the day off and go tomorrow when I am more normal feeling. I can’t believe I used to do this every weekend sometimes 3 nights running, 10 years ago. Nobody told me getting older was going to be like this!

Padwanna!