Stupid grrr f*** dirty oily bicycle repairs

These days I do bicycle repairs like a girl and even managed to hurt myself.

Oh wait, actually I am a girl! Does that count as excuse?



Some years ago after being left behind from a long relationship I was frantically training for a marathon. I used to listen to THIS a lot during my runs. Whenever I hear this song my mind remembers every patch of grass on my training runs through Munich. And I remember the sadness about having lost a part of my life and trying to run away from what's left of it.