Monday, November 29, 2010 ~ 3 comments so far
AKA Food Poisoning.
Is not fun.
I will spare you the details.
That is all.
Getting into the groove
Monday, November 22, 2010 ~ 1 comment so far
This blog is starting to feel like just that, a personal blog, again.
That’s good, in that I seem to be getting some sort of writing routine back (even if it’s still somewhat sporadic) and bad in that I seem to be treating it more like a diary.
Anyway, it’s my blog, I can do what I want.
One thing that I definitely need to focus on is getting into a routine. Tonight, finally, I have an induction at a gym. I deliberately chose one close to work, that opens at 7am, to force myself to get up and hit the gym in the morning (with the fallback of going in the evening). It’s not that far from my flat, about 15-20 minute drive, but as my weekends are looking busy already then I’ll likely, mostly, be going during the week anyway.
That’s the plan at least.
I’m also considering buying a Wii, and Wii Fit, as I did enjoy using it and it was definitely helping with my flexibility (cardio stuff is better at the gym), although I do need to buy a new camera as I’m going to be signing up for a photography class which starts in January…
Hmmmmm, I think I need a new credit card.
Random thought of the day
Tuesday, November 16, 2010 ~ 5 comments so far
I was at the Skunk Anansie gig last night and there were a lot of tattoos on display. A lot of them on women including one full lower arm piece. It got me thinking.
To have a large piece of ink on display, pretty much all the time, takes an attitude and lifestyle but which came first?
Was the “I don’t care what anyone thinks” attitude always there? Or was the tattoo part of gaining that attitude? Doubtless it was somewhere in-between but is there something there about being able to develop a mindset that maybe is sometimes hidden? A way of making a bold decision to make (force?) a change in your personality?
I think that it can take big events for some people to re-focus on themselves and take a step closer to who they want to be, and whilst it wasn’t the original reason behind my first tattoo, it’s certainly a lot closer tied to my thinking this time around.
Or maybe I’m just too old to care anymore.
Don’t answer that.