I wore my compression tights while I slept last night, and I got a decent seven hours of uninterrupted sleep, but I still woke up exhausted. It turns out you can’t always defy the strains of an increased training load. And so it was that when I went out running this evening, a simple journey to the top of Mount Faber and back turned into a grinding trudge.
Continue reading A slow run up a hill
I sneaked into our Oculus Rift demo room today to see what all the fuss was about. I’d heard lots of negatives about Oculus as a VR platform; the resolution is not high enough, the thing is too damn big, it’ll make you nauseous, so I was expecting to be underwhelmed.
I put the headset on. For something that looks so big, it’s surprisingly comfortable. Within a few seconds, I didn’t realise I had it on. I then faffed about for five minutes trying to play a game, and not figuring out the controls. Everything was bright and cartoonist and not realistic, yet at the same time there was a solidity to the objects I was (trying) to react with. I blundered into a demo of a 3D real time strategy game, where all I seemed to do was crash my giant robot into mountains.
And then I turned around.
Continue reading Oculus Rift playtime
This evening I ran from the office to the National Stadium, a not particularly pleasant mile and a half along the side of a highway in constant drizzle. The rain would make the track slippery, but the National Stadium also has a track under the eaves of the stadium building, sponsored by 100 Plus (and painted in the corporate colours of red, blue and green) so I ran there instead.
Continue reading The outdoor indoor track
This afternoon I strapped La Serpiente into the running stroller and took her outside into mild drizzle, for a run around the Marina Bay. After the last run with my daughter, where I didn’t take any water, I wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice. I was going to make a whole bunch of different mistakes.
Continue reading A series of bad decisions
Idiotically, I had planned to run 10km to the start of the park run this morning, but I woke at six feeling dreadful and went back to sleep. I somehow managed to get to the run five minutes before it started, via a taxi, and then walked to the start line, eyes still half shut.
Continue reading Left in the lurch
Today was United Nations Day, so all the children at school were meant to dress up in their national dress. Unfortunately, we didn’t have a Royal Canadian Mounted Police outfit for her to wear, and she was unhappy with her alternative, a red skirt and a Canada T-shirt. Instead, she demanded to go to school in her kimono. Which, if nothing else, signifies that the Japanese lessons are having some effect.
Continue reading Dressing up
I left the Grand Hyatt at five today, and passed out, exhausted, in the back of the car, waking up an hour later still not at the airport. Traffic in Jakarta really sucks.
Continue reading Getting out of Jakarta again