I hadn’t particularly planned to be back at the gym on opening morning, but it seemed like a lower south-east of South Australia version of a cyclone went by last night. There were about fifteen of us making use of the presently limited to twenty people facility. Congratulations to Jetts Mount Gambier on weathering a …
My exciting life includes buying another pair of my present runners during a 40% off online sale so I can put them in the wardrobe for six months or so until I need them. Besides the (by Grabthar’s Hammer what a) savings I won’t be temped to keep wearing worn down shoes and damage myself. …
I’ll be back on the treadmill at the gym tomorrow morning. Some friendly person cheerfully inquired as to whether I slept in today because it was 5.05 and not 4.55 when I arrived. Anyway, at various points I’ll be thinking of Cinderblock, the latest internet celebrity cat who was surrendered to a vet by her …
I don’t like being out of routine. It’s one of the reasons I find holidays discomforting. I mean they’re enjoyable and a bit restful and I do love seeing people, but I do like being home and being in my comfortable pattern. It’s some sort of control thing, so I do try to break it.
