We were born to die

Fear don't fail me now
Take me to the finish line
oh my heart it breaks ...

Walking through Paris streets
is it by mistake or design
I feel so alone on a Sunday night
Can you make me feel like home?

(....)

'cause you and I:
we were born to die.

Sometimes, like all, being apart is hard, and I do sometimes wonder if our marriage is strong enough. Then we finally spend a day and a half together, and I realize it is the real thing. We are so good together, I wonder what took us so long to understand it.

Now S is gone back to Milan, I'm still here for who knows how long (maybe just one week, but then there'll be another project somewhere else, maybe back in Oman, maybe somewhere else in France, and he may be going to Brazil soon).
This life is too fucked up.

2015: FITSPOhttp://images.iodonna.rcsperiodiciobjects.it/bellezza/foto/2014/12/palestra-dopo-feste-10723731_1560563540844523_823938510_n_MGTHUMB-BIG.jpg?v=20150103094340

Happy new year people.
Let's jump-start it with some fitspo motivation.

(if Adriana Lima is sweating her ass at the gym... so can (should) we!!!)

(and Alessandra Ambrosio is clearly busy too)

Crush

I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
to know that you're mine

I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true:
a body like you

Not good. Obsessed with weight. My two best friends from work moved on the other side of the atlantic ocean. I just.. I don't even know. I feel so lonely. This winter is unbearable, it seems to always rain. I need to spend sometime outside in the sun. I need a friend to share a salad with at lunch time. I need attention. I am so fucking needy I'm disgusted by myself

I hadn't even considered hurting myself for years. This is so fucked up.


I will burn for you, feel the pain for you, I will twist a knife and bleed my aching heart, and tear it apart..
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see, you're just like me.

Not much happening.
I'm in a rut, since I'm rather unhappy at work right now. In addition, I'll be going to Oman soon (for work).
Couldn't they send a man there? nope. WTF.
The only good news is my half marathon new personal best time is 1h52. Fucking proud of myself.
Yet, I'm still fat. FML

Half marathon

Ladies and gentlemen,

Truly yours ran the half marathon (trail) last Sunday in 2h01m
So fucking proud of myself.

The rest, is entirely gah. My life looks like shit and stinks like shit right now and you know why? It's because IT IS shit.