Friday, Jan. 6th, 2012
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40min run
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strides
Saturday, Jan. 7th, 2012
active recovery:
lots and lots of ping pong with my sister, and MB abs.
Sunday, Jan. 8th, 2012
Last full day in Thessaloniki 
Training with sister (as most have been)
- 20min warm up
Hills:
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10 x 90m hills, quick walk back recoveries
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1 x 450m fast relaxed
Monday, Jan. 9th, 2012
Travel to Milan today !!! For the first time in a long time doing this trip (towards Milan, and not the other way around), I arrived without a serious headache.
I am appreciating the wonderful sunny weather.
On another note, Thessaloniki had a 5.30am earthquake that my sister felt (because I was leaving, I am guessing the reason for the natural destruction)… 
Melancholy feeling because my parents are so so nice, when they want to express it… And I’ll miss my bestest friend sister-L, and the new sister-mommy and the little niece
My mission here now is to deliver the final draft of the thesis until Jan.31st, and then wait until my final presentation on the end of March. Meanwhile, I image there will be some work with my new ‘external researcher’ job with the EU, and of course, TRAINING. I think I can enjoy training more now. But I am not settled, inside… It’s the end of something, and the beginning of something totally unknown, my income is experiencing a sudden decline (because my scholarship ended in December), and I need to figure things out… I know sometimes it’s just good to chill and enjoy some ‘light months’ of not trying desperately to astonish everyone around, but the idea is making me anxious, and needing to do something ‘extra’. …
I know I have a problem !!
I love Sicilian people… my taxi driver was Sicilian today, and I loved him before he even told me where he was from…
Training:
- 35min run (with 2 short breaks because my back has been tight for this whole vacation in Thessaloniki… I think my body is asking for the gym-work, which I will re-start tomorrow).
- 4 x strides (grass)
Tomorrow Sicilian-training reunion at the track. 
But I still feel melancholic… Aah darn.
p.s. throughout all these years, I’ve always had my best personal-notebook-journal entries inside of an airport…