Murphy's Law

After some bad luck in Rudy's parents house (three broken tv's, broken toilet and 3 months waiting for a new door in the bath room) I took Mr Murphy back to my house.

Yes you read it right, bad luck is chasing me. I won't go to Tallinn this weekend. The reason: 2 weeks ago the doctor found a tendinitis on the insertion of my adductor. After a week of rest and treatment i was pain free and i could start building up again. But I already decided before that I would not be fit enough to start a heptathlon. Luckily it is a small injury and it recovers fast.

I was very happy I could start training again... But as I said... Murphy is living in my house at the moment... Sunday night we (my parents, sister and me) went to a restaurant and at night I started to feel sick... that night I haven't slept one minute and the toilet and a bucket were my best friends. I think I threw up about 6 times.

So on my sister's birthday (she turned 20 on July 2) I was feeling really bad.
Today I feel a lot better, but I will not train. I will eat and get stronger. Tomorrow I will be back on the track.
I kicked Murphy out of the house, hopefully he will stay away :-)