The coach is not MY coach. She used to be, back in 2004, but now I just train with them when I’m here, and they’re happy to have me around - because they like me :o and I like them.
I really appreciate this group (the coach and her major guy - this year for the first time they also have a younger one who looks VERY promising), because they help me so much when I’m here (if you think that I’m the only person on earth who is allowed to train with them, the coach times me when I want, etc). I’ve known them for nearly 8 years, and they almost feel like family.
Training in Thessaloniki becomes a pleasure with family around, and knowing that these people will always be on (and off) the track to help me.
On the other hand, I’m free to do whatever I want, because she (coach) doesn’t have responsibility over me, and we’ve discussed this in the past. (how could she? I’m mostly not here)
I suppose the situation does not become ‘simple’ until I find myself based somewhere year-around.
And since I’m announcing my appreciations; whatever I say about Nik and his help over the years is not enough 
I was chatting with an old friend in the weight room today, and I mentioned to her that although my training is not ‘serious’ like the rest (perhaps this seems so because I’m on my own, and whatever I do will never be serious, training-wise; I strongly believe that serious training needs serious supervision, in whatever sense, at least for me, as the stimuli immediately multiply just by one watching/caring presence alone… anyway) this sentence got way out of hand…
…“although my training is not ‘serious’ like the rest”… I do it religiously enough to allow me to train at a level where I feel that I’m not wasting time with just doing something for the sole sake of pure fitness. (not that there’s anything wrong with that, but it just does not fit my character - at this point of my life, at least).
p.s. John, that was a horrible video :rolleyes: