back on track...?

maybe..maybe...(God please let it be true).. I forced myself out from the flat and went to have shisha with that girl that is soooo wrong for a friend. I asked her out because other friends are out of town..one on vacation and the others flying. My husband was out with his colleagues (I refused to join coz its going to be talking about work...work..work). She was all made up for a shisha and I was just in my jeans and T-shirt, no make up..simple as I am, we went to Shoo Fee Ma Fee at Madinat Jumeirah.. Far from fun, I was just stare at the moon and people

around than making conversations with her. She has this mad-woman laughs that I have to shushhh her so many times. Embarrassingly loud laughter she has maybe to attract attention, well, there's this group of men (with ties and shirt, maybe drinks after work, and they speak Spanish...2 of them quite an eye candy) maybe that's what she thought worth attracting...

Night went fine, I stayed until 2am (when they have to close the place)...I was lightheaded from the shisha, but felt okay overall. She asked if I wanted to join her at the gym tomorrow...In normal circumstances, I would say NO..(because it is her who ask)...but then what the heck...I should get back on track anyways..so I say yes (BIG decision).

The next day I went to RPM class(spinning) at Dubai International Financial Centre..cursing myself all the way. But still force myself to be there by 10.30am. Got there, change and I was on the bike then. It was a great workout (how my muscles react the next day, the hell with it) I took it slow..but at some point I thought I'm getting a heart attack. Jaw aching and my heart feels its going to explode. I slowed down a lot...luckily nothing happened. Phew!

God do I feel better the next day?? Yeah, actually I do... that's with one session of work out and 2 sessions of counseling, and I liked it. Although I still have some moments alone, thinking..but I don't want to dwell on it.

So yesterday my husband and I took a drive through the mountains in Wadi Asimah near the East Coast. Had BBQ in between the gorges and enjoy the quietness of the mountains. That was great activity to spent on our 7th year anniversary (met..not the marriage)..until...

...one local guy appeared with his small 4x4 right next to ours. Of all the places in the mountains, he HAVE to parked his car near ours?? Before that there was one white Range Rovers ( with 2 local guys) have a secret meeting with the guy by his window. We were busy BBQ-ing and chatting but at the same time I was watching them. Either the range rover guy handed over something to this guy or the other way around, not quite sure but later they move on. Their behaviour makes me feel a bit uneasy but continue what we are doing anyways to avoid suspicions..then he lit up a pipe (smoking type) and smoke a few puffs and gets out of the car. It was quite close vicinity and the wind blowing towards us, but I don't smell anything illegal..so that's that.

Then I saw he removed something from the seat and there's a freaking rifle in his hand. WTF! I was already anxious and my husband was too..He wants to pack up and go but I said relax, don't show that we are nervous. By that time I was a bit more composed than my husband. He was supposed to make me feel calmer in this rifle situation but it is the other way around. I don't blame him though..but I can managed feeling so calm and when the guy walk pass us, I offer him something to eat and say salam and he answer back and say thank you. A young local guy with a rifle, and i offer him food...?? ..that was my spur of the moment.. right there. We asked him "what do you hunt?" and he says "I don't speak English" and said something about goat..So we thought he's hunting goat..it's Eid al Adha anyway..then he walk away into the mountain walls and vanished. Once he's out of sight we quickly pack our stuff and go. We heard 5 rounds from his rifle echoing though the mountains. What a day!