Stadtkind auf Dorfparty (16.03.2019)

Sorry folks, German only – it just felt like it makes more sense like this ^^

Oder aber: Carina fährt nach Rotenburg, ist Ersthelfer bei einem Autounfall, fährt dann 7km nach Waffensen zum Eiertanz und ist einen Abend lang musikalisch flexibel und TANZT!

Das wäre so ziemlich die Kurzversion des ganzen Tages – eines Tages, der nicht hätte mehr eine Achterbahn sein können. Ich wollte einen Tag lang mal nicht ans Triathlon-Training denken und aus Wilhelmshaven rauskommen. Und Tripod spielten in…tadaaa, Waffensen. Ja, ich kannte den Ort vorher auch nicht – aber man lernt ja dazu: 7km von Rotenburg (Wümme) entfernt, und… laut Wikipedia der Entstehungsort des 2004er Computervirus Sasser. Aber an sich wirklich kein Ort, den man kennen müsste.

Aber: wie wäre es denn damit, ein Stadtkind auf einer Dorfparty? Ich war vorgewarnt, und skeptisch.

Aber bis ich wissen sollte, ob ich zurecht skeptisch war, war es noch eine ganze Weile. Ich bin mittags los mit dem Ziel, mir Rotenburg ein wenig anzuschauen. Auf der Fahrt wurde das Wetter immer beschissener, und ich bereute es, schon so früh losgefahren zu sein. Aber so wie ich bin, bin ich dann trotzdem losgezogen mitsamt Schirm und dem eisernen Willen, etwas sehen zu wollen. Und das klappte dann auch ganz gut, auch wenn die Ausschilderung deren “Kulturpfades” echt zu wünschen übrig lies. Der Ort hat nette Ecken, aber ist an einem Samstag nach 13 Uhr schon echt tot – und ich dachte, dass es hier in Wilhelmshaven verwerflich sei, wenn am WE die Läden früh schließen würden. Aber das ist nichts gegen Rotenburg. Aber ich hatte meinen Spaß, konnte abschalten, war ausgelassen.

Und dann kam alles anders. Anders als “geplant” – aber sowas plant man auch nicht. Ich war gerade wieder auf dem Rückweg ins Zentrum, ging über eine Brücke über der Wümme. Und gegenüber kam ein Auto von der Fahrbahn ab und knallte mit voller Wucht in das Geländer der Brücke. Ich will ehrlich gesagt nicht viel darüber schreiben, weil mich das Ganze genug verfolgt und beschäftigt.

Aber ich kann sagen: ich hab es als natürlichstes der Welt angesehen zu helfen. Da denkt man nicht mal mehr nach, sondern macht einfach nur. Ja, es war vllt gefährlich, das Auto hätte in die Wümme stürzen können und haste nicht gesehen. Aber scheiß drauf, solange da Menschen drin sind, muss man was machen. Ende aus. Und die Fahrerin sowie ihre Mutter sind da soweit unverletzt rausgekommen – nur mit einem ultimativem Schock, den wohl jeder nachvollziehen kann. Aber danach war der Tag gelaufen. Vorerst.

Nach der Zufuhr von viel Zucker (ein Hoch auf Apfelfinnen, von denen ich direkt 4 Stück gegessen habe), Cola, Wasser und Keksen hab ich mich langsam wieder gefühlt wie ein Mensch und nicht mehr ein Zombie. Aber ich wollte einfach nur noch aus diesem Ort raus. Weg von dort. Ich also ins Auto und los.

Und dann stand ich da – auf der Abbiegerspur. Die Spur, auf der sich alles staute, weil das Auto immer noch geborgen wurde. Und ich musste über diese Brücke. An der Stelle vorbei. es gab einfach keinen anderen Weg. Augen zu und durch, oder so. Danach war ich wieder nassgeschwitzt und froh, als ich in Waffensen ankam. Obwohl…war ich froh? ich weiß es nicht – es war eher ein sich fragen, wo zur Hölle ich gelandet war.

Ich also geparkt und im Nieselregen einen weiteren Kulturpfad abgelaufen – und ich will ja nichts sagen, aber ich habe gut gelacht. ein verzweifeltes und irres Lachen wohl am ehesten. Aber die Bewegung tat gut, die Ablenkung auch. Aber die Zeit wollte nicht vergehen, ich hatte Hunger und…bin an den Rand von Rotenburg gefahren und habe zu Abend gegessen, bin wieder zurück habe noch was im Auto gedöst. Und dann rein ins Vergnügen.

Ja doch, das Gebäude und die Location von innen war das, was man sich von einer Dorf-Lokalität vorstellt. Und nein, das ist per se nicht böse gemeint – die Leute waren nett, alles war gut. Bis zu dem Zeitpunkt wo ich erfahren habe, dass 400 Tickets im VVK rausgegangen waren. 400. Leute. in. dieser. Örtlichkeit. Unvorstellbar. Aber machbar, wie ich danach noch festgestellt habe. Genau so wie es auf dem Dorf machbar ist, dass Mutter mit Tochter und Vater zusammen feiern und Tanzen. Irgendwie skurril.

Tripod (der einzige Grund wieso es mich dorthin verschlagen hat) haben immer ein Set gespielt und danach eine kleine Pause – in der ich immer zum Auto bin um wieder Sauerstoff in meine Lunge zu bekommen und etwas zu trinken, denn von Minute zu Minute wurde es drinnen wärmer – da half es auch nicht die Fenster auf kipp zu stellen.

Ich war durchgeschwitzt, und zwar….VOM TANZEN (ich glaube das ist schon Kompliment genug)! Ja liebe Leute, auch ich tue das. Neuerdings. Und das nüchtern! Aber in der “Menge” habe ich mich wohl gefühlt, und auch wenn´s eine Weile gedauert hat bis ich warm geworden bin, wäre ich dann am liebsten bis zum bitteren Ende geblieben.

Aber irgendwann kam dann doch der Mann mit dem Hammer, der mir die Müdigkeit in den Körper schlug und auch ein großer Teil des Publikums wo ich stand und tanzte hatte einen Alkoholpegel erreicht, der mir dann doch sagte: Carina, jetzt ist der Zeitpunkt zu gehen. Hier und da war es nicht mehr angenehm, besonders die jungen Typen dort sind weit übers Ziel hinausgeschossen und bevor ich dann genervt bin und gehe, bin ich gut gelaunt gegangen.

Es waren tolle Stunden, ich konnte abschalten – ich habe nicht ans Training gedacht, nicht an den Unfall, ich wollte einfach nur Spaß haben. Und den hatte ich definitiv! Ach ja, und Ohrwürmer – viele Ohrwürmer. Und ich habe gelernt: ich musikalisch sehr flexibel – tanzen und feiern kann man zu jeder Musik, wenn man sich nur drauf einlässt!

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Hello Dangast! Hello stone-penis!

You´ll probably be shaking your head and rising an eyebrow when reading the headline but…believe it or not, it´s the big (or small?) truth!

But first things first – as I picked up my bike yesterday and received one of my padded pants for biking this morning, I decided to jump onto the bike already before lunchtime and thought “ah, not gonna be that far to go to Dangast, so I can see the stone penis”.

Well. The number of a couple of kilometres didn´t scare me, but it should have. Because bking on a stationary bike is one thing – biking on a racing bike is a whole different story!

Already started with getting dressed and applying some oil to keep the muscles warm – just getting ready took me ages. And carrying down the bike sweated, because I am so afraid I might drop it or destroy the hallway or something, as clumsy as I am.

The ride to Dangast…it felt like it was taking ages and when I still had 6km left, I really just had to take a little break – my legs were burning and my heartrate was telling me to slow down, so I took some photos and enjoyed the nature that this biking route has to offer.

The scenery comes just with one negative thing: wind. And a damn lot of it. And of course that wind always comes from the wind and seems to be changing its direction frequently, which makes the balance act on the bike even more of a struggle if you´re not used to it.

But to be fair, I am really getting used to it so quickly – whilst yesterday I had my fight with figuring out how to use the gearshift properly, today it felt rather easy and during the ride it´s become more and more natural. Luckily I also had the chance to really focus on it, because hardly any people on the path I chose made it pretty relaxed.

When it Dangast, I just took a little break to take some photos and as it´s been getting cloudier and cloudier by the minute, and my legs started to get cold as the warming oil started losing its effect…And yes, Dangast indeed has a oenis statue out of stone on their beach – if you want to know how that happened, search engines are your friends 😉 But to be fair it looked bigger on pictures, and not that small hahahah

The way back led me through some paths that I had not planned to be taking but they just looked nice – nature and so many birds returning! Had a bit of a feeling that you´re stuck in a thriller and you´ll be murdered down, all alone there hahaha. Yep, my mind is being creative 😉

But anyways, I found my way back and was really happy to hop into the bath tub, because my butt and everything were hurting like hell in the second that I stepped off the bike.

I have no idea how people do that, and do tours of 100km or more – maybe I need a different saddle or even thicker padded pants…or maybe I am just a whiney girl ;))

But I loved the ride, can´t wait for next weekend and another beautiful ride for which I still need to decide on the route!

Hello Hooksiel!

Last weekend spring feelings were fully in bloom -and with this beautiful weather, I ditched my plans to spend the weekend all lazy and hopped into the car on saturday and decided on exploring a nearby place – just 20min away, but still so beautiful: little Hooksiel.

Unfortunately I didn´t see much of the “town” itself, instead I took a 10km walk around the water. Through a little forest with no people around, with just the silence and the birds singing and the sunshine tickling my nose. Just me, myself and I. Able to breathe, I felt free. No thoughts, no worries, no stress, no pressure, nothing.

Whilst enjoying nature, time passd by quickly and so did the kilometres and witha  total shock I noticed I still had to get back those 5km. Doesn´t sound much, but if you´ve been walking through wet sand, your shoes are gonna feel like they weight tons instead of the few grams they had weighted before. But when there is ebb, it´s just too inviting to walk where there is usually water. I wish it would´ve bene warm enough to walk barefeet, I think my feet would´ve loved it so badly. And I cannot wait for the weather and temperatures to be the way that you can do that. There is no better feeling than wet sand under the bare feet!

When I returned to the car I was really done, my nose slightly sun burned, my feet tired and I was hungry – but it´s been great 3h of walking and just turning off the mind. If you are ever around here, I can totally recomment Hooksiel for a stroll. Probably will comeback there soon again, or of I once explored the rest of the little towns that you can find along the shore here. So much to explore, and too little time.

I remember that I had the plan, when i moved here, to do some “sightseeing” in and around Wilhelmshaven every Sunday. In the end I didn´t do it, and I so regret it. But I hope that with better weather and soon with a bike I might get around easier and more than I have before during the disgusting winter months. So you can stay tuned for more reports on newly found places for me. And for a report on the town Hooksiel itself, I guess – though I am more of a nature lover than anything else!

SwimBikeRun Training – Week 20

Biking – 60min (28.01.2019)

I started the week with being stressed out, unable to focus and…biking. So I sat there and felt like nothing was working, but I managed to improve my time on 20km and managed a few more kilometres when filling the 60min workout.

I was sweating like hell and was so glad when getting out of gym and off that uncomfortable bike again – I am just not made for sitting and biking there, at least not on those terrible bikes!

Swimming – 1500m (29.01.2019)

On my training plan and in my calendar it said – with big letters – 200m of swimming. But to be honest, I really couldn´t do it. I was feeling lucky that I didn´t just drown like a stone would if you dropped it to the water. It´s been a fight throughout the whole training session, BUT – and that was the biggest surprise ever for me – I managed a new personal best on those 500m.

Still far away from what I wanna swim at the triathlon, but I also do have a couple of weeks left to get this going ^^ and maybe I will get the crawl stroke swimming working by then, I really have to.

3x freeletics (30/31.01.2019 & 01.02.2019)

I start to get used to it, sore my muscles are still always terribly sore and I am not seeing any change when it comes to my body. But I am always just too impatient, so I gotta keep hanging in there, sweat and swear more and then I will see the results. Eventually.

The workouts were extremely tough on the legs this week, and it´s been partially that bad that walking stairs was feeling worse than climbing Mount Everest would feel if you didn´t train for it. So I had to switch the order of the workouts, but I finished them all. Though I slowly wonder if I do something wrong or if my left wrist is really weak because it hurts from all the burpees and sprawls…

Long walks

Because it didn´t really feel good to be all lazy, I instead went for long walks on the weekend to loosen the stiff muscles in my legs and be prepared for the torture that the next week was going to bring 😉

Merry 18 hours of trainride

Alternative headline: Merry Christmas , happy eating, enjoying the time with family and relaxing!

Or: what you do to be with your family, having a great time!

Except for those mentioned 18 hours of trainride. It kinda sucks if you are living really far up north in Germany and you gotta travel 9h one way to get to your family for Christmas. So this is why on 24th I had the joy of getting up really early and have my go – Wilhelmshaven to Oldenburg, Oldenburg to Munich, Munich to Weilheim, Weilheim to Hohenpeißenberg. When looking at it on the map it’s really one time from north to south in Germany.

But what can I do? Driving by car was no option as it would’ve taken even longer and would’ve been even more expensive. But I would have not have to bother with annoying spoiled brats in the first class if the train. Because yes, I booked first class because I wanted to be left alone, and able to sleep. In the end that didn’t quite work both trips, mostly because children were just too noisy. But let me not get started on this, because I could write down an endless rent.

So once I arrived in Hohenpeißenberg on Christmas Eve I was pretty tired and only certain energy giving drinks made me stay alive. And then…well, I knew we were not having the classical Christmas tree but when I came in I literally passed by the tree whilst searching for it. I am no gonna post a “full body” shot here, but we’ll, I will put it nicely: a nice Christmas tree looks slightly different. In the end I was just laughing about that xD

After a quick shower and changing clothing I felt more alive again, some relaxing and I was ready for Christmas to really start though there was still no snow. Another year without white Christmas. Sigh. At least the view on the mountains gave it a nice touch! And here is what I got for Christmas:

  • An FC Köln themed car license plate holder
  • a pillow for my time in the bathtub
  • a book of sheet music for nyckelharpa
  • a humorous book on triathlon
  • a medal holder for all my running medals
  • an IKEA voucher (yeses, decoration here I come!)
  • a self-made calendar for 2019
  • the latest Apocalyptica live CD/DVD

But to be honest for me it’s just as great to see how happy everyone needs was about my presents as when I unwrapped mine.

And after all this exhausting work came…EXACTLY! Food. It was time for raclette again and afterwards I really felt like I was pregnant with cheese. But it was so good and once a year you can just do and enjoying till the very last bit(e)! The little ice cream later on then was the final thing to have on that day, afterwards I dropped into bed and slept like dead – after having been awake for like 18h and having had a bad night before that was nothing surprising.

The next morning I woke up just right in time for brunch with my family (feels so nice to not eat alone!), but I could’ve continued sleeping still – the mountain air just made me permanently tired and hungry. Later the day we went for a walk and afterwards enjoyed the time next to the fireplace with me napping and reading my book and just turning my mind off. I simply love the sound and feel of fire…then my aunt left, and after anotger nice dinner all I did was drop into sauna and from sauna into bed. Another dreamless night because I was just so tired!

And then, my last full day in Hohenpeißenberg- breakfast, a longer walk in the sunset, driving to the gas station for some bread rolls because we ran out of them, packing, chatting and just spending so much time with my book in front of the fireplace. So calm, so peaceful. And I even nearly finished my book (I finished the last pages just on the train back to Wilhelmshaven).

And then one last time: sauna! And when looking at the watch I nearly died, it was after 11pm and I had to get up at 5am in order to be able to still comfortably have breakfast and pack some food for the train ride and everything. So yes, it was a short night and the trip back home started with noticing the times for my trains had been changed – and not exactly to the positive.

But you know, running with a heavily backpack and suitcase are a good sports just after Christmas to burn a few of the calories you had too much over the past days hahahaha yes, that was sarcasm. And I haven´t been running just once, but several times and my lung didn´t appreciate that all – on my way to Oldenburg I was really struggling with asthamtic problems after running again and it´s been no fun.

I was dead tired and then the pressure on my lung…and from Oldenburg to Wilhelmshaven I had an elderly lady who couldn´t stop talking to me. I was really freaking out inside, and so happy when I was able to do close the door behind me. A few seconds of peace before grocery shopping started and even before 8pm I fell into bed and into a deep sleep.

Family time is quality time (06.07. & 07.07.2018)


Rest is for the weak – once I am down south, I also have family that wants to see me – which is understandable, looking at how rarely I am coming there.

On Friday (06.07.2018) I started the day with again some little time in the garden and with fresh currants for breakfast – I love that so much, really! And then we went to Nördlingen, homebase for me as I´ve spent a lot of time there in my childhood. Good old times. This times though it´s been about visiting the cemetery.

It´s been about time and I had promised that I will go there once I am close by again. And to be honest – it´s been a tough time for me, it keeps on hitting me. The head knows my relatives are dead, the heart still struggles…sometimes it just takes a bit longer I suppose.

Afterwards went to visit one of my aunts who I hadn´t seen for literal ages…and bäääm it´s been late evening and my mum and I still had to get back. It all started with heavy rains where you hardly saw a thing, and then continued with possibly cows on the streets as a warning – and we even saw them being chased in the fields xD

So it was a drive back qith quite some laughter – but once home, everyone was just tired!

Saturday (07.07.2018), and my last full day here in the South- and time to check out yet another town! This time with my mum, stepdad and my aunt we went to see Schongau. They have a really nice city wall, but finding a way to get up there – nearly hopeless case. Especially since it would be useless anyways, since you cannot walk around there since it´s been interrupted by houses and such. Would´ve been amazing to walk around whole Schongau in one bit and not just small path that offered no really nice view in the end.

But well, you can say you did it hahaha It´s a really nice town, but feels really rural still – no matter if you have everything around what you might need. at least we found a nice café to have some ice cream (aka too much ice cream) and rest before doing a little more of walking in the sunshine. Thank god the weather was good, so the walking was nice and relaxing!

In the evening we went to have dinner at a Croatian restaurant – a good amount of tasty food in a cozy restaurant with a charming owner. It was a nice end of the day before going back to Hohenpeißenberg and me having a longer walk in the sunset and nice hot bath to relax from all the walking and everything.

Photos from my time in Southern Germany

Zugspitze

https://carinaullmannphotography2.wordpress.com/2018/07/13/zugspitze-germany-07-2018/

Schongau and its churches

https://carinaullmannphotography2.wordpress.com/2018/07/13/schongau-and-its-churches-germany-07-2018/

Hoher Peißenberg and its church

https://carinaullmannphotography2.wordpress.com/2018/07/13/hoher-peisenberg-and-its-church-germany-07-2018/

Weilheim & its church

https://carinaullmannphotography2.wordpress.com/2018/07/13/weilheim-and-its-church-germany-07-2018/ 

It´s all about the mountains (04.07. & 05.07.2018)


…and since everyone always says that you gotta start small, that´s what I also did together with my mum on Wednesday (04.07.2018). But first, my stepdad and I went to Weilheim – whilst he did his things, I ended up with a massive ice cream – it was really like a proper meal for lunch, and just right in the sunny and warm weather. Just that an hour later, it had rained and water was standing in the streets. It´s really crazy how quickly the weather is changing at times, you never know what comes next.

In the afternoon then my mum and I started our walk up to the church on top of the Hoher Peißenberg, the local mountain right behind my parent´s house. And after already a couple of metres I had to face one fact: I was far away from having finished with my regeneration phase. My legs started hurting again and I started finding all muscles  that were not yet fit again. And we took the steeper way up and up and up again  – it was no even ground so you also had to watch your steps. But I love nature, and despite the slight rain, I enjoyed it. The view down on the village, the fresh air and the walking, just as I enjoyed all the trees around.

On top of the mountain, there´s a little church…and actually an amazing view down the hill onto the village and to the big mountains close to the horizon – there was still a nice view, but without all the massive clouds it would have been even nicer!

The church was luckily open and after a little waiting, there was noone else around but my mum and me – it was lovely, I had some time to take all the photos I wanted – simply because I LOVE photographing churches. They have something so beautiful, though many of them are really overloaded with angels, golden and whatnot xD

The walk down was also nice again, though my shoes more and more were soaked and my legs were hurting pretty much. But it was a great time! And a great view!


And because we surived the little mountain, the next day (05.07.2018) was waiting with something bigger: Zugspitze!

You need to know one thing in advance – summer in Hohenpeißenberg was not at its best when I was there – sot it was sort of playing Russian roulette to decided on when we´d get up early and drive to Garmisch. And when we woke up, the weather was..well it was okay, but we really saw that it´s gonna be a close call if we will see anything on top of the mountain.

So when we arrived in Garmisch, we just arrive dperfectly in time to hop onto the train bringng us either to the close-to-the-top station or to the station where you can take their pretty new cable car. Actually it was planned to go up and take the short cable car, but as the clouds were already pulling up, we had to make a change. And that really was tough for me , because I am totally afraid of cable cars. I hate it. It makes me sweat when just thinking about it. But I made it and I was happy that it really wasn´t too crowded. And That view was just SO amazing. And I was more or less okay, until one of those places where it was swinging and from that point on I just wanted to get out of there.

When we were there, you already were able to see it´s been cloudy, really. And we used the time to walk around on the top there, and it´s been a great view, really. I just wish the clouds would have not been there, then it would have been breathtaking I guess. I actually also wanted to go up to the summit cross, but climbing up there…no, no chance. That was just too much for me, I dropped the idea, and it´s been better that way I think. You didn´t have much of a view from up there anymore, because it´s been all cloudy. You literally stood in front of a fluffy white wall – so we went to have a snack and then took the train and little gondola down. The ride was unspectacular mostly, but since it´s been cloudy you didn´t miss much anyways.

when we arrived at the parking lot again, you already heard thunder and lightning…so we had a really good timing!

Even though I had to overcome my fears, it was a trip I really enjoyed a lot – I love seeing new places! And I love the mountains, no doubts.

Let´s go, vacations! (02. & 03.07.2018)


So, what have I done after m half-marathon, except for successfully ditching working out and running?

Yep, I´ve been on the road again – visiting my mum and my stepdad in Southern Germany. The good part? They were in Hamburg to cheer on me anyways, so I was able to go by car on Monday (02.07.2018). I was still dead tired and felt stomach sick and all exhausted, so sitting in the back of the car and napping away was good for me – except that my legs did not appreciate to need to hold still instead of getting shook out. Of course we did breaks, but still.

My legs hurt, and my whole body seemed like it was rebelling against pure existance. And the car ride was long. No surprise when you need to cover 800km, and it´s holiday season and construction work sites (as always actually). And I was really happy when we arrived, surrounded by nature and silence. And then pretty muh dropped into bed, totally dead – especially since I haven´t had slept well at all the night after my half marathon.

Tuesday (03.07.2018) then was a 100% rest-day. I slept in, and finally slept well and was able to regain my power. When I woke up, my legs felt good – unless I had to walk down stairs. And there´s been quite some stairs in the house…torture. Walking up the stairs wasn´t much of a problem but downstairs…

So yeah, I started the day with grabbing some currants from the garden and sitting in the sunshine right in the garden. This was a welcoming of my taste, really. Then had breakfast, unpacked and later on did grocery shopping with my stepdad.

And then: reading, listening to music and just enjoying the view into the garden and not doing anything for once. Haven´t done that for ages.

And you know what my highlight was? SAUNA! In my bathroom I had a sauna, and take a guess who loved it? Yep, me! I spent the afternoon/evening with sauna sessions, enjoying the fresh air outside and a cold cider on top 😉 That´s what I call perfect regeneration for body and mind.

Photos from Abu Dhabi (05/2018)

Sheikh Zayed Mosque

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Desert Safari

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https://carinaullmannphotography2.wordpress.com/2018/05/20/abu-dhabi-desert-safari-05-2018/


Heritage Village

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https://carinaullmannphotography2.wordpress.com/2018/05/20/abu-dhabi-heritage-village-05-2018/


Louvre Museum

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Observation Deck 300More:
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Emirates Palace Hotel

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Random shots

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