I’m speaking like I’m from the south Pacific because I’ve been spending a lot of my time with Kiwis! That’s people from New Zealand for the non-cool kids out there. We had a relatively light training the day after the game, then we had the afternoon and the next day free. Kris, his girlfriend and me took the opportunity to head up to IKEA Tampere.
What can I say about IKEA that hasn’t already been said about Ghandi? The place is a godsend. Without IKEA my life would be uncomfortable because I can’t afford reasonably nice things. Instead, for 100 euros I got bed sheets, a duvet and the filler that goes inside of it, two pillows and pillowcases, a nightstand for my bed, hangers and a bunch of bits and pieces for my kitchen. The trip to IKEA went well, with one really random exception.
For this story to make sense, you have to know that earlier that day Kris had injured his ankle walking around town. It was nothing major, but he taped it and elevated the ankle any time he could. About halfway through the shopping, we found ourselves at the cafeteria and sat down for lunch. There were five or six chairs at the table and only three of us, so Kris took the chance to put his ankle up on a free chair to elevate it a bit. About ten minutes later, an older (60s I’d guess) couple came up and started talking to Kris, though they didn’t speak much English. We thought they recognized us and were concerned about his taped ankle, but in reality they were scolding Kris for having his foot on the chair! The husband said his piece then walked away, but the wife couldn’t let it go and eventually grabbed the chair from under Kris’ foot, almost dropping her tray in the process. They seemed really pissed off at what was at worst a slightly disrespectful move. In reality though, there was no disrespect intended, just an athlete trying to take care of his body. For the record, I’ve decided to unfairly label old people in Finland as grumpy until I’m proven otherwise.
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For about a week now I’ve been looking for a new bike. I have one currently, but I’m loaning it from one of my teammates and he’ll need it back. Thus, I need to find a cheap bike to get around. The only requirement is that it has two wheels. I can’t possibly walk from my place to the stadium every day. It’s a 35 minute walk and once the weather starts to turn it could be a deathmarch. When I was in Valkeakoski in February, it was -27 C and I had to walk to the place I was staying then. It was a five minute walk, but I felt like I was dying by the time I arrived. Multiple that walk by seven and you might see a frozen Haka player halfway to his apartment sometime in October! That is unless I get a bike.
The whole bike ordeal has been a lot more difficult than I imagined. I just want someone’s old bike, not some top of the line, Lance Armstrong Livestrong masterpiece. In essence, anything that can get me from the stadium to my apartment in -10 C weather without me dying. Not too much to ask for, right? Well obviously not right because one week into the search and I have no leads whatsoever.
In positive news though, I’ve started to embrace cooking and eating at home again. For my first two weeks here I ate out every day. Today in fact is the first day that every meal I’ve eaten has been prepared in my apartment. Not that that’s saying much, as it’s 9pm right now and I’ve only had a banana, piece of chicken, chocolate bar and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to eat today.
I don’t eat. I don’t know why, but I have the smallest appetite of any adult male that I know. When I go out to dinner, there is never a meal on the menu I can finish. I would guess that, candy aside, I probably consume less than 2000 calories a day from proper food. Still, I somehow maintain a 185lb (83kg) frame. I don’t know why I don’t eat so much. I never go hungry or skip meals to save money or anything. Nor am I a picky eater. In fact I love to try new foods. I just don’t really have much of an appetite, and I’m quite happy about it.
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Before I go I’ll do my first ever movie review on this blog! I went with the Kiwis to see ‘Ted’ with Mark Whalberg(sp). It was funny, but not nearly as good as I hoped.
That’s the entire review. What, did you think it would be good? Haha, good one. You clearly think too highly of me!
Next game isn’t until Sunday so we’ve got a few more good days to train. I’ll let you know how things go!
And of course, the meme:
And of course, the meme: