This was one busy week. I spent the majority of it down the
country. For those of you that don’t
know where down the country is, for a Dubliner it is anywhere that is outside
of Dublin. North, South, East or West,
it doesn’t matter, if you leave via any of the motorways, it is down the
country. For anyone who’s not a Dub I
was both down south and then west.
When you spend a few days
living out of a bag it is very hard to consistently eat out and avoid consuming
foods that contain bad fats and carbs.
Even ordering a salad can be dangerous, if you’re careless you can end
up with a delicious salad that probably contains the same amount of calories as
a fresh cod and chips. A chicken Caesar, if the chicken is fried and is
dripping with bacon and dressing is carnage for a calorie counter. If I’m at home I always boil the chicken,
grill the rindless bacon, loose the croutons and have a light dressing on the
side.. there is no parmesan and I can eat guilt free. You don’t have that luxury if you’re eating
out.
By day two on the road I was getting a little
‘pissed offed’ to say the least. Not
wanting to offend someone I won’t go into too much detail but when you’re
confused over whether you have been served chicken or pork you know things have
hit a bit of a low. So it was off to the
local shop to purchase a bag of lettuce, some cherry tomatoes and a cold packet
of chicken. As I sat in my room eating
off a paper plate I started to dream about the simple joys that a pizza might
bring but fought the urge and headed to the pool instead.
As I swam length after length, surrounded by
nothing but the sound of the water I started to forget about food and knew that
I had made the right decision. That was
until I realised that my left ear was full of water that no amount of leaning
to the side or ear buds was going to remove it.
Now some might think that the sound of the ocean in your ear might be
soothing and that I drifted off into a peaceful slumber, but you would be
wrong. At five in the morning I was
sitting googling about how to remove trapped water from your ear.
I came across a post about pouring more water into
your ear, leaving it for about ten seconds, give your head a shake and hay
presto, out it should flow. I had my
doubts but at about five forty five I decided I would try this witchcraft and
grabbed a bottle of water and poured it into my waterlogged ear. For approximately two seconds I was
terrified, at second three I poured. At
second four I heard a pop and fear set in.
As I lay with my head tilted over the edge of the sink terrified that
when I stood up I was facing a burst ear drum I contemplated just staying there
until someone found me but I mustered the courage to stand up and low and
behold the water flowed out of my ear and down my neck bringing with it the
trapped water.
As I climbed back into bed I said a quiet thank you
to the Brazilian guy that recommended it on the google machine.
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