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Month: March 2018

  • Praying Mantises

    This afternoon I went for a run, for the first time in eons. I think I did a Parkrun earlier this year, but today I waited until it was ludicrously hot, and after I was tired from a day of taking the kids to museums and swimming lessons, and then finally went out. I wasn’t […]

  • Screaming Ab-Dabs

    Good Friday is a holiday in Singapore, but I had an 8am phone call, so my holiday didn’t really start until 9 o’clock, when I took the girls to get pancakes while my wife fled to get a few minutes alone with a cup of coffee. The children were well behaved while we were putting […]

  • Swimming Lesson #24

    Whoops. Once again, I’d been weeks without swimming; a week away in San Francisco, then forgetting to go the week I got back from Perth. To make things harder, I’ve been transferred from a 12 metre pool to a 20 metre pool. While that’s still only 40% of an Olympic pool, the extra 66% vs […]

  • Struggling for marginal gains

    I had, all things considered, a bad day today. At least some of this was self-inflicted; it’s not as if anyone twisted my arm and made me go drinking last night. (Well, maybe I was strong armed into tequila shots…) But I was also hungry, and having to do things I didn’t want to; I […]

  • Hoist on my own petard again

    After boasting about my prowess at sleeping yesterday, it was inevitable that La Serpiente would have bad dreams and demand I slept in her bed. Of course, she then displayed no loyalty and when I’d fallen asleep, went out and slept next to my wife, so I woke up at 7:30 today rather confused by […]

  • Sleeping like a champion

    Garmin’s app occasionally sends me ‘Insights’ which are usually notifications like “James, you’re moving slightly more than usual” but today I got a more exciting one: That’s right, I’d be a contender in the International Sleeping Championship. I don’t think I’ve ever achieved such heights of athleticism before. Then again, if I won they might […]

  • Slow slow start to the end of the weekend

    In a stunningly ill-advised move, I stayed up until almost 2 this morning watching Game Over Man, a Netflix Original film starring and written by Adam Levine and the rest of the Workaholics cast. Now, I loved Workaholics, a sitcom about three idiots working in a call centre and getting high, and the film is […]

  • Hello my old friend

    Today I reassembled my bike. I love singlespeed bikes, because there was no fussing around with tuning up the gears or reattaching cables and dérailleurs. I just pulled it out of the box, tightened the bolts holding the stem to the steering tube, and then realised the tyres were flat and I’d lost my pump […]

  • New Shoes 1, James 0

    New Shoes 1, James 0

    While in San Francisco, I treated myself to a pair of Cole Haan shoes, in lovely, delicious caramel brown. Quite out of character, instead of then keeping them in a shoebox for six months before wearing them, I put them on my feet and walked the girls to school yesterday. Even as I did so, […]

  • Catching up on travelling

    I’m not quite recovered from travelling. I got through today without feeling like death (my nose and ears and throat are beginning to recover and deslime themselves from all the flying) and I remembered to drink more than a mouthful of water, but when I got home tonight, after I’d bid farewell to my parents […]