A strange week – unnaturally warm weather, social outings with people from work, early mornings and lazy afternoons. and feeling the fragility of my body – joints aching, I scraped a knuckle with the potato peeler, and I got a blister on my foot. not to mention the belly I am growing from daily scones with butter AND jam at work in combination with an increasingly sedentary lifestyle. I’m starting to feel like I need to focus more on keeping myself healthy…there isn’t so much of a cultural focus on health here and it seems to take a lot more individual effort.

We went bowling as a team night out on wednesday. It was quite fun, and a good chance to soicalize with my coworkers. we see each other every day but since we are on the phone all the time we never get a chance to chat. When we actually got to bowling though, I was getting spares and the odd strike, and often knocking over at least half of the pins each turn. How do you deal with being a good bowler? It’s somehow more socially acceptable to be a terrible bowler – you can always fall back on the “oh, I’m such a delicate girl, I’ve never bowled in my life” but if you can knock the pins down people assume you were in a bowling league or something. that’s right, I am hiding that satin jacket with “bowling queen” embroidered across the back in my closet.

I tried to explain this talent I have for throwing the ball straight down the alley with the fact that I learned to curl in canada. Whether it’s true or not, (I was only mediocre at curling) it still made a good excuse to tell irish people about the sport. “so there’s this sheet of ice, and you throw granite rocks with handles on them down to the end, and some other people use brooms to sweep the ice in front of the rock as it’s sliding…” it must be hard to imagine if you’ve never seen curling before…

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