Firstly I have to say that luckily I had a very nice and filling breakfast on Saturday:
After the nice breakfast I went out running around the Alster as training for the Hamburg Marathon. I took a key with me and kissed M bye, he was to go to help our landlord somewhere else.
I ran through the terrible "Hamburger schietwetter" ("hamburg shitty weather" meaning rain, wind, grayness) and was soaked and sweaty when I came back home on our front yard. That's when I noticed I took the wrong key with me. I brought my work key for a Saturday run.
*face palm and a deep sigh*
I went for a short run trying to figure out what to do since I didn't have a phone and had no clue when M was to be home again.
I decided to try to get into our house and borrow someone's telephone and call our landlord, since I don't know M's number by heart. ( bad girlfriend I know.)
So I rang the bell for my first choice neighbor- not home,
second choice- not home,
third choice - home.
He opened the door and I explained myself in German. He says he doesn't have our landlord's phone number. (AS IF). (I anyway did not like them, now even less).
I walked up knocking on every door in our house and finally one nice neighbor was home and lent me her iPhone (not that nice to lend to someone who is completely sweaty, so it was an extremely nice gesture from her).
It showed M was to be gone still for 45 minutes and as a joke he said "just run one more round". I spoke with the nice neighbor a bit more, thanked her and went down to outweigh what to do. I would't sit in our staircase for nearly an hour. Outdoor I would be cold if I walked...so I decided to run one more round.
So for all of you wondering how to finish 20 km on a Saturday, just forget the key or take your work key with you. Worked for me!
Ahja, and the note:
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