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It's possible that I'm getting heavier. I know that's a weird way to start a post. My last two or three runs were tough. My calf muscles are taking a beating and I've had to force myself to slow myself down. I don't know if it was because I was Ill a few weeks back so it could just be recent residual strain, Im getting better though - I went for a run with a dude from work a while back, what maybe a week ago, about 6kms and I tool serious pace.
Someone was supposed to view my flat yesterday and they didn't come. Stupid. Well, least my place is neat and tidy.
Was thinking how easy life is when you don't challenge yourself. I'm thinking about moving and the hassle involved. Then I quickly realise how moving, mixing stuff up, changing is probably of my most empowering thing I do. It's about life, experiencing it and if you can experience as much of it as possible that's what I have to do - change makes that happen. So, before I was kinda thinking I should just stay where I'm at, it's convenient but I know now that I fancy a change and a challenge.
So I was in the changing room, at the gym, changing after my shower and out the corner of my eye I spot this fitness machine, so I figured what the hell and I thought it'd be good to get some stats... My B.M.I ( it measured my body muscle through electronic resistance, apparently ) is 29.7. My ideal is at most 25. Also I'm almost 90 Kg at 87.9 kg. Not only that I think I've grown taller. Seriously, I always had a figure of 1.5m in my head, not so. I'm 1.72m now - I've grown 22 cm. Holy Moses! So now I'm thinking how to get BMI down, if indeed that measure is effective(some swear by it and others swear at it)
I've not actually done anything productively this weekend other than sleeping, which I do well when I get to sleep. Sure, I ran and when to the gym but I've not really done any good on the computer(probably a good thing?). I've been listening to Spotify, watched a interesting documentary on Cancer which sparked my interest, I think Id like to read up more about this disease as its morbidly fascinating - thinking now, I should probably get my kindle exercised a bit more with stuff on it.
Strangely in the 2 or so years I've been bashing away at my guitar, I've never learned any Nirvana songs which is kinda the first thing people do, right? So I sorted that out. I don't 'know' them that we'll but they sound like they should, sorta.
I'm off to watch a movie at the cinema tonight, Jo Nesbo's headhunters...thriller...hope it's thrilling.
I watched headhunters. It was pretty good, I didn't know it was subtitled but I liked it non the less. I think it was Norwegian or Swedish or something European like that. Actually I enjoyed it tremendously. Sort of like Jason Bourne but in Norwegian.
I slept on the floor(on the carpet) last night. Didn't sleep any worse than if I slept on the sofa - maybe says something about the sofa... I'm actually surprised - I thought it would be terribly uncomfortable but it wasn't, it felt normal. Woke up at 4am which is becoming fairly usual(maybe the traffic outside?) but besides that all was well. Interesting.
Just before heading into town for the film, I started to look into my next book to read. I'm over God Knows. I bought I book on the crusades while I was in Liverpool street station and that happened to be an impulsive reaction to the need to relax, get away and read quietly. So, I've got a book from my wish list called "The Idiot" - fitting perhaps but it's about a mans struggle with morality - a battle I can relate to. It's fiction but sometimes you need that to show you through a story line what's what.
I need a coffee.
Someone was supposed to view my flat yesterday and they didn't come. Stupid. Well, least my place is neat and tidy.
Was thinking how easy life is when you don't challenge yourself. I'm thinking about moving and the hassle involved. Then I quickly realise how moving, mixing stuff up, changing is probably of my most empowering thing I do. It's about life, experiencing it and if you can experience as much of it as possible that's what I have to do - change makes that happen. So, before I was kinda thinking I should just stay where I'm at, it's convenient but I know now that I fancy a change and a challenge.
So I was in the changing room, at the gym, changing after my shower and out the corner of my eye I spot this fitness machine, so I figured what the hell and I thought it'd be good to get some stats... My B.M.I ( it measured my body muscle through electronic resistance, apparently ) is 29.7. My ideal is at most 25. Also I'm almost 90 Kg at 87.9 kg. Not only that I think I've grown taller. Seriously, I always had a figure of 1.5m in my head, not so. I'm 1.72m now - I've grown 22 cm. Holy Moses! So now I'm thinking how to get BMI down, if indeed that measure is effective(some swear by it and others swear at it)
I've not actually done anything productively this weekend other than sleeping, which I do well when I get to sleep. Sure, I ran and when to the gym but I've not really done any good on the computer(probably a good thing?). I've been listening to Spotify, watched a interesting documentary on Cancer which sparked my interest, I think Id like to read up more about this disease as its morbidly fascinating - thinking now, I should probably get my kindle exercised a bit more with stuff on it.
Strangely in the 2 or so years I've been bashing away at my guitar, I've never learned any Nirvana songs which is kinda the first thing people do, right? So I sorted that out. I don't 'know' them that we'll but they sound like they should, sorta.
I'm off to watch a movie at the cinema tonight, Jo Nesbo's headhunters...thriller...hope it's thrilling.
I watched headhunters. It was pretty good, I didn't know it was subtitled but I liked it non the less. I think it was Norwegian or Swedish or something European like that. Actually I enjoyed it tremendously. Sort of like Jason Bourne but in Norwegian.
I slept on the floor(on the carpet) last night. Didn't sleep any worse than if I slept on the sofa - maybe says something about the sofa... I'm actually surprised - I thought it would be terribly uncomfortable but it wasn't, it felt normal. Woke up at 4am which is becoming fairly usual(maybe the traffic outside?) but besides that all was well. Interesting.
Just before heading into town for the film, I started to look into my next book to read. I'm over God Knows. I bought I book on the crusades while I was in Liverpool street station and that happened to be an impulsive reaction to the need to relax, get away and read quietly. So, I've got a book from my wish list called "The Idiot" - fitting perhaps but it's about a mans struggle with morality - a battle I can relate to. It's fiction but sometimes you need that to show you through a story line what's what.
I need a coffee.
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I was supposed to wake up at 5am today. I didn't. I slept ok, no multi story line dreams this time but wait, it'll come sooner enough. I'll have a dream about a horse and a bicycle or something abstract and very out of whack.
I've brought two rucksacks into work today. One with running stuff, the other with other stuff - that's why it's called the other bag, cool huh? I'm so not into taking loads of stuff with me into work - it's a recent thing but I guess, having options is the thing right now.
I left my ironing board out in the apartment this morning, so I'll be greeted by it when I get home tonight. Just thinking now, It's such a non-descrip looking ironing board it's actually growing on me. I might even name it someday...quirky.
Watched what I considered a pretty funny movie at times. It was called She's Out Of My League. It contributed to my late night but it was funny and I enjoyed it so there you go.
I'm still hooked to my Aerosmith playlist and I think there isn't a track Aerosmith have done that I don't know about: they are pretty awesome.
Heard a funny expression recently on TV. Picture this, streams of light through her hair, she walks like a model, beautifully dressed - red slimline dress, total knockout and this dude while still gawking, eyes still fixed on the slender beauty and mesmerised, slowly says "Holy Moses" and remains stunned. That's funny. I laughed for at least 2 minutes.
Oh, I got a boyish crush on the Girl in She's Out Of My League. Alice Eve. I'm not sure if Eva Herzigova matches up. I'm not sure even Milla Kunis matches up. Man, Holy Moses.
I'm on the tube, listening to Aerosmith, Janes got a Gun, and have made the school boy error of sitting close to the entrance so I had to give my seat up. That's ok, I'm not crippled. So I'm standing, managing fairly badly my running rucksack and my other bag, it's kinda like I have wings flapping about. Whatever.
I do miss a good lunch time break so I'm going do something cool today. go go go!
I've brought two rucksacks into work today. One with running stuff, the other with other stuff - that's why it's called the other bag, cool huh? I'm so not into taking loads of stuff with me into work - it's a recent thing but I guess, having options is the thing right now.
I left my ironing board out in the apartment this morning, so I'll be greeted by it when I get home tonight. Just thinking now, It's such a non-descrip looking ironing board it's actually growing on me. I might even name it someday...quirky.
Watched what I considered a pretty funny movie at times. It was called She's Out Of My League. It contributed to my late night but it was funny and I enjoyed it so there you go.
I'm still hooked to my Aerosmith playlist and I think there isn't a track Aerosmith have done that I don't know about: they are pretty awesome.
Heard a funny expression recently on TV. Picture this, streams of light through her hair, she walks like a model, beautifully dressed - red slimline dress, total knockout and this dude while still gawking, eyes still fixed on the slender beauty and mesmerised, slowly says "Holy Moses" and remains stunned. That's funny. I laughed for at least 2 minutes.
Oh, I got a boyish crush on the Girl in She's Out Of My League. Alice Eve. I'm not sure if Eva Herzigova matches up. I'm not sure even Milla Kunis matches up. Man, Holy Moses.
I'm on the tube, listening to Aerosmith, Janes got a Gun, and have made the school boy error of sitting close to the entrance so I had to give my seat up. That's ok, I'm not crippled. So I'm standing, managing fairly badly my running rucksack and my other bag, it's kinda like I have wings flapping about. Whatever.
I do miss a good lunch time break so I'm going do something cool today. go go go!
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I woke up 15 minutes late this morning. I could hear the morning traffic outside as I lay in bed, covered in a stream of yellow-white sunshine from the side of the blinds - I didn't put them up quite right, on either side is space for sunshine to peek through.
I didn't even want to get out of bed today, everything was saying no and the sunshine was like a drug, lulling me. I worked from home today, mostly on the carpet - I dunno sometimes I just like sitting on the carpet with my laptop. I drank myself out of coffee so I'm surely going into the office tomorrow.
Got a call from the estate agent also, it's like I haven't even moved out yet but they want viewing of this place already two months before I move out. I said Saturday. Next time, I'll say next month. I'm kinda happy to be moving - the thought works for me right now, sure when I have to heave stuff around it'll be different but right now I'm so under it.
One of the greatest things about working from home is not that you can walk over to the Fridge and grab a glass of Orange juice or even having coffee out your favourite mug(which is pretty OK). The best thing is feeling temporarily lost and alone for a while, the kind of lost you feel when you're running at night, through London under the night lights. Like know one knows you and you're just alone and no ones talking to you. I like that feeling the most. Its better though when you're running but during the week, its kinda the closest I get.
I had Indian tonight, one of the perks of single living is having a plethora of takeout options. Lama Korma. And these funny spinach-I-look-dodgy dishe which reminds me of my last meeting with Huey... Still, I don't have to do the dishes but I guess what goes around comes around - I still take the rubbish out.
Went for a 6km run yesterday from work. I had a backpack on, my boots, iPad, bookend work clothes in it. It killed my run. I had to stop several times. I got through it though and probably has a bit to do with me not so inclined to get up today. I should probably go to the gum more now that it's lighting up outside. I probably will.
I gotta keep running. Same thing with everything, I guess - gotta just keep running.
Anyhow. Just thinking about a thing that's coming up in a couple of weeks and how small talk is unfortunately the social lubricant which fills me with intense contempt which according to a quick google search is "a secondary emotion (not among the original six emotions) and is a mix of the primary emotions disgust and anger" - bit harsh perhaps I think.
Actually, while I'm here, I realise that pretty much sorta matches how I feel about those estate agents that called today...
Still, I think I can do a even better psychoanalysis - I'm closer inclined to being cynical, which is being "distrustful of human sincerity". Yeah, that's what I think about small talk. I can't deny it's a skill though.
Yeah so, besides that introduction into my psyche, I've also got to host a viewing this Saturday for these Estate agent dudes - gonna have to jack up the place, pull my undies off the TV, wash the dishes, remove my toothbrush from the bookshelf - you know, that sorta thing - its a good thing I guess. I need a gentle upper-backside kick every once in while :-) Time to get my finger out.
I had such a complex night last night while i was sleeping. I remember having at least 4 different story lines in my dreams last night - I cannot for the life I me remember the any ones plot, the character or even the general gist of them. But I had four dreams. How utterly Bizzar-o.
Just like a multi-can can one coke, life and happiness should not be sold separately.
I didn't even want to get out of bed today, everything was saying no and the sunshine was like a drug, lulling me. I worked from home today, mostly on the carpet - I dunno sometimes I just like sitting on the carpet with my laptop. I drank myself out of coffee so I'm surely going into the office tomorrow.
Got a call from the estate agent also, it's like I haven't even moved out yet but they want viewing of this place already two months before I move out. I said Saturday. Next time, I'll say next month. I'm kinda happy to be moving - the thought works for me right now, sure when I have to heave stuff around it'll be different but right now I'm so under it.
One of the greatest things about working from home is not that you can walk over to the Fridge and grab a glass of Orange juice or even having coffee out your favourite mug(which is pretty OK). The best thing is feeling temporarily lost and alone for a while, the kind of lost you feel when you're running at night, through London under the night lights. Like know one knows you and you're just alone and no ones talking to you. I like that feeling the most. Its better though when you're running but during the week, its kinda the closest I get.
I had Indian tonight, one of the perks of single living is having a plethora of takeout options. Lama Korma. And these funny spinach-I-look-dodgy dishe which reminds me of my last meeting with Huey... Still, I don't have to do the dishes but I guess what goes around comes around - I still take the rubbish out.
Went for a 6km run yesterday from work. I had a backpack on, my boots, iPad, bookend work clothes in it. It killed my run. I had to stop several times. I got through it though and probably has a bit to do with me not so inclined to get up today. I should probably go to the gum more now that it's lighting up outside. I probably will.
I gotta keep running. Same thing with everything, I guess - gotta just keep running.
Anyhow. Just thinking about a thing that's coming up in a couple of weeks and how small talk is unfortunately the social lubricant which fills me with intense contempt which according to a quick google search is "a secondary emotion (not among the original six emotions) and is a mix of the primary emotions disgust and anger" - bit harsh perhaps I think.
Actually, while I'm here, I realise that pretty much sorta matches how I feel about those estate agents that called today...
Still, I think I can do a even better psychoanalysis - I'm closer inclined to being cynical, which is being "distrustful of human sincerity". Yeah, that's what I think about small talk. I can't deny it's a skill though.
Yeah so, besides that introduction into my psyche, I've also got to host a viewing this Saturday for these Estate agent dudes - gonna have to jack up the place, pull my undies off the TV, wash the dishes, remove my toothbrush from the bookshelf - you know, that sorta thing - its a good thing I guess. I need a gentle upper-backside kick every once in while :-) Time to get my finger out.
I had such a complex night last night while i was sleeping. I remember having at least 4 different story lines in my dreams last night - I cannot for the life I me remember the any ones plot, the character or even the general gist of them. But I had four dreams. How utterly Bizzar-o.
Just like a multi-can can one coke, life and happiness should not be sold separately.
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