There's nothing quite as perfect as waking up without the annoying nuisance that is an alarm clock only to realise that it's your day off and you can either grab your earphones and chill in bed with music, roll around and get another forty winks, or get up and make yourself a big cup of coffee.
If you know me even just a little bit, then my choice is obvious:
Starting a day with a steaming hot cup of black coffee is the very epitome of perfection in my world. I totally blame this on my dad, though I'm pretty sure he has no objections to taking the blame. Knowing him, all he'd say is: "I sure raised that kid right."
Although I'm not working today, my Mid-Autumn Festival/National Day holiday is well and truly over. I got to enjoy a marvellous 7-day-holiday from the 28th of September all through to the 3rd of October. On Sunday it was back to work for me but as luck would have it the electricity went out at about half three that day and stayed out for more than an hour. I was already imagining the joys of climbing down 35 floors when the electricity came back and on top of that we got the good news that all classes for the evening had been cancelled. It doesn't happened often that I get to finish work at 5pm on a Sunday so I firmly grabbed that opportunity and raced out of the building straight to my gym down the road to work up a sweat.
I did initially have some plans to go travelling with some friends during the National Day holiday but then again half of China travels during the "Golden Week" so I changed my mind and decided to stay home. Wise decision, the crowds in Jiuzhai Valley National Park, Guangdong or anywhere else for that matter, would have ruined any attempt at a peaceful holiday and I would have come back feeling tired, not in the least relaxed and probably also cranky. Not a good cocktail when you're a teacher, surrounded by naughty students who never really bother to do their homework and speak Chinese all the time. Taking the subway here in Wuhan these last few days were dreadful, the "queuing" crowds (China doesn't really queue) were enough of an indication of the nightmare that would have awaited me had I hoped on a train to somewhere cool.
Despite all, I did have a nice time off. I got to cook plenty of healthy food for myself, sleep in (though that was mostly due to my insomnia at night) and most importantly indulge in my morning coffee, I spend quite a lot of time in the gym, working out, exercising, keeping fit.
|Dancing to my heart's content.|
Pick any Chinese festival, Dragonboat Festival, Labour Day, Mid-Autumn Festival, etc. and you'll always find the gym deserted. Everyone just goes home, or on a mini-holiday, and spends all their time with family and friends, eating and whatnot. I was having a lot more fun in the gym since I had the entire place for myself. Occasionally the one or other lady stopped by to run on the treadmill for a while but apart from that I could follow my exercise regimen without having to wait for some gal to finish checking her WeChat Moments while pretending to exercise her thigh muscles.
Honestly, those chicks drive me up the wall. They don't even attempt to break a sweat, they just slightly exercise but spend forever checking their phone and chatting to friends online. Most of the time I'm seriously struggling to fight the urge to grab their phones and flush them down the drain. When I finish exercising my clothes are actually soaked with sweat, those ladies however look like they only just started exercising, they don't even need to shower when they finish. It takes insane levels of willpower to control my impulses when I see those ladies 'exercising'. Sometimes I dream of what it would be like if I was their personal trainer, I would so turn into their waking nightmare.
Apart from exercising I also managed to pick up on my studies for my Diploma in Educational Psychology and if I stick with it I might just manage to finish the course before the end of the year. I only have a couple more modules to complete and two assessments to pass. It shouldn't be a problem to finish this before the end of this month even, but I'm extremely good at procrastinating. It took me three days to finally sit down and write this blog post (I deserve a medal actually, three days is a record low). I did start on it on Friday and then again on Saturday, found myself stuck for the right words and just abandoned the post without even trying. On Sunday I made plans to write, finish and post but after about three hours in the gym and an hour of housework I really just wanted to indulge in one or two (maybe even three) episodes of some TV drama or other.
On another note altogether, I finally took the time to visit my friend's Hotpot Restaurant and wantonly indulged without inhibitions. It doesn't happen every day that the boss of a restaurant invites you to join him for a dinner date at his restaurant, 一味一鲜小火锅.
Yes I totally am bragging, but so would you if you got to eat mouth-watering food in the company of tall, dark and handsome. *wink* You make of that statement what you want.
|Tomato-flavoured Hotpot, mouth-watering beyond words.|
|I've become quite good at taking Chinese-style selfies.|
|The foodie is happy.|