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Some days right some days...

Some days i get it right some days i get it sort of right :) (I am sure some days I will also get it wrong)

Today was a sort of right kind of day. I finally went swimming. That was good. First thing in the morning, a good walk in the morning cold and LA fitness here i am for my 3 day trial. The swim was good and the first challenge was to actually get out of the pool. Gravity hit me big time and I realized i had not been 'carrying' the weight of my little one during the last 30 minutes, and it suddenly all went back to me. The second challenge was to climb the stairs from the basement -2 to the ground floor to actually make my way home. But looking back it went pretty smoothly and i was very proud of myself.

Until off course i realized the clock had not really stopped clicking for me. And them it just went all the way insane, trying to go through a to do list that grows by the hour while at the same time trying to manage our first emergency in mozambique.

And no matter how much I try to focus and work and think that I can't stay late because my body just does not want to I have no way around it. Let's face it, pepole in Mozambique have lost it all. In Chokw the city is still submerged. In Xai-Xai they are expecting to be flooded within 24 hours. And there is nothing they can do. In the affected areas we don't really have a way to find out whether the children are ok, what happened to their huts, to everything they have. You look at this and you can't help but think, how can it be fair?
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