There are some slip ups my wife makes in English that really should become the new norm. “New Year’s Revolutions” is one of them. If your new year’s resolutions aren’t revolutionary then you clearly aren’t entering into the spirit of the occasion.
Every now and then I go for the occasional guilt-inspired jog. On average I approach my deathbed around the 3km mark and head home to collapse. Today though, something unusual happened, something so unusual that I just had to share it with the world. I set out at a steady pace, and told myself I wasn’t returning home until I’d hit 10km. And, to my complete surprise I made it, and actually enjoyed the process.
It has been just under two weeks since I was given my practice plan by Aggie at ChinesePod. With only a couple of hours to go before I jump on a plane and head to Beijing, I thought I’d make a few quick notes on my progress so far.
