Truth be told, I wasn’t expecting this past weekend to be up to much. It was the in-between-seeing-Dan weekend that I always hate, going stir-crazy in the house by myself, not wanting to do anything and hating that I feel that way.
Anyway. That was before I was reminded about the Brazilian Grand Prix and the fact that a couple of world championship titles were up for grabs. No contest, BBC1 went on and twitter logged in and away we went to a very wet Brazil of a Saturday afternoon.
I’ll confess that for a good deal of the actual driving time of practice and qualification I was on my knees with my heart in my mouth. Someone on the track described it as a water feature, and I don’t think that’s too much of an exaggeration; the track really did look like a river, and to really top it all off properly, the weather radar got hit by lightning, so that was out of action and couldn’t be used to work out how long between rain squalls. [More]
I’ve recovered from my post holiday blues it would seem, my energy level is right up today, so much so that not only is the washing done, but I’ve moved the living room around the way I wanted to months ago.
I am enjoying this, because this mood/energy level thing isn’t that stable. Sometimes it will be good for weeks on end, other times it’ll be up and down more often than the FTSE100!
On a slight change of tack, the Grand Prix in Japan today has left me slightly stunned. Yesterday the practise and qualifying was like a demolition derby, almost a case of “lets see how many times we can hit the wall” Three red flags, lots of yellows, bad weather, you name it. Today someone on Twitter asked was it the same track. I wondered if we had the same drivers. It was like watching a Conga dance; a couple of grazes, only one car in the wall and one safety car. No race steward investigation calls, nothing!
I think it found it dissappointing because I was awake at 4am to watch the race live from Japan and found it if anything a bit boring! Nevertheless, I enjoyed chatting online with a lot of other F1 devotees and making fun of some drivers who shall remain nameless.