män, what a last week i had.
it all started with me getting the sunday french open were off. so i started thinking i cold still go there on saturday morning. so i got ready to go, then i heard a friend beeing stranded in munich, on her way to paris. so i decided to go to munich instead and chill with her. best idea i ever had.
couldnt make a shred with the muichx, somehow this isnt meant to be. but we had the most tourist fun ever. playing 2 square in all the big old places, shreding for money in the tourist areas. having police take us away, chilling at the coolest "innercity beach" i´ve seen to this point, tho the beach in berlin had a cocktail bar at least... getting checked for drugs by the police, because we looked suspicous because we juggled rocks that were laying around. we had super good beers all day and cocktails in the nights. we had a super sweet election party in the hostel with some US guys. we partied till 8am as we heard obama won. that was sweet.
then on thursday went home, slept for more that 4 hours the first time this week. on friday i got back in my car and went to dortmund for the happy dextrution dexdo birthday jam. came in, had some kebap, had more beers and some nice chitty chat with all the guys that came... only mathias schmidt and andrew mccarger from berlin came in apart from me. so it was somehow a realy small jam, but the locals were there, so we had a pretty big groud anyway.
next morning we got to the gym, a real life gym with all the things that make a gym cool, got breakfast ready, had some, and then suddenly some kid and his dad showed up and wanted to film footbag and the kid wanted to play some. so we had to give up our plan to have the first ever footbag jam were no footbag is played. (we discovered that the dortmund guys werent playing for over 1 year, and the guest werent realy regular trainers) so we kicked a bit, did a few runs for the cam and chated a bit with the guys and soon they left. and that was the point were we dropped the footbag and got to the real fun stuff. mathias found a trampoline, he put up his slackline, basketball was played, also pingpong (or tabletennis) some real tennis... it was so much fun. i jumped on the trampoline for hours, learning basic tricks and at some point mathias told me how to do flips, that was cool, i even managed to do a few, but with poor form i guess. then mathias went crazy, i filmed a bit of his "routine"

then we had a few crazy thoughts, like juggling while jump 3 meters in the air. didnt work that good, mathias also tried to backflip with one ball in the air to start his juggling, wasnt that good but he came close.
at some point jochen bauer showed up and brought 2 guys along. i think that was the time the footbag came back to my mind. so we started to play some, and suddenly 3 hours were gone. i dont think i hit any cool stuff, even dropped on rev whirl war2 drill. overall i did poorly. but i got props for my blurry rev whirl and my steps overall...
at 8pm we went out of the gym, to the kinderman. that was a crazy italian imbiss/pizza place were they "bake small kids into baguette shape", thats what they told me, and i, of course, didnt belive them. but as we got there and i saw the size of the baguette... damn, it must have had around 1kg... or even more. made with pizzabread, it was hot and had cheese and tomatos on it, and i got the one with gyros as well. this was so good, and so much, i couldnt eat it all in one go. i remember mathias having the leftoer from someone else + his... crazy.
after lunch we went home to viktor and alex to have a few brews, and some booze, we call this "vorglühen", if you know a little german, here´s your new word! we watched "101 greatets knockouts" had a few spliffs, beer, jägermeister, i eat the rest of my baguette and around then i realized i could get real wasted this night, i had such a great foundation

the baguette was like a huge brick in my tummy...
then went out to the "sissykingkong" club and were pretty disapointed at first, no one there. so i sat aside and watched "buda´s best" on the beamer. then it started to become more filled, and i went for my first beer and nearly died. the barkeeper had some of my favourite local brews from my town... like 400km away from it. i asked how much they had of it and he told me that it wouldnt be to many, he wants to check how they are taken here. a few dancefull hours later all of the beers were taken, i think not only by me but i had most of em i would say. then the club was closing, we went for some kebap, i was still fed from that baguette but had one anyway... i needed something to get the taste of that awefull beer, the barkeeper sold me as my beer ran out, out of my mouth. it smelled like weed and tasted like piss... nothing good. went to bed and woke up way to early, i felt like i have slept only 2 hours, but in fact did sleep for 6. we got up, everyone was pretty burned out, i had the biggest hangover/sore muscle combination ever. i think it wasnt realy a hangover, more beeing totally tired. but everything hurted. and as we came to the gym again i was just falling on some jumpmats and slept, i somehow heard viktor speaking on the phone and telling the caller that he somehow misses me, he hadnt seen me in a while but he was at the door the whole time... so i got up and showed myself. then had a good good morning beer dumpster, making the toilet unusable for some time.

tried to chill some more and went home after i realized it wouldnt get better. if you ever sit in your car, and even tapping the gas is painfull, steering and changing the gear as well, even just looking, then you know how i felt. i had pain everywere, but was realy happy.
came home and fell to bed, ending a sweet week.
maybe i´ll add a few pics or the video i made.
yesterday at work i realized that my shoulders and stomach muscles hurted more that my legs so i kicked some, wasnt good but i managed to drill my ripwalks and stepping ss clippers a bit.