another stinker

It’s a stinker in Melbourne again today, but not as bad as yesterday. In terms of stinkiness, today is like a new-born baby’s nappy - stinky and kinda gross, but nowhere near as foul smelling as a baby who’s started on solids.
Apologies to the non-breeders out there.
Thankfully, this morning was relatively cool. I took the [...]

I’m melting

Hot weather sucks the big one, not to put too fine a point on it.
There’s absolutely nothing to be said in favour of it. You can’t run to any great degree (although I note some people don’t seem to realise this) and you can’t really do any gardening. The lists of things you can’t do [...]

honorable member

Here in Australia our politicians have a habit of bleating about their “years of loyal service” and how they need a pay raise to reward their “high performance”.
Next time your local honorable member starts off on that track, remind them of this:
Bhutto assassinated
The member for Deakin or Eden-Monaro should think themselves lucky they’re not running [...]

restraint in exercise

I’m not one of those runners who obsess about their weight, or looks or health, other than wanting to be healthy enough to run. I probably only weigh myself once or twice a year - only really when I shower at my mother-in-law’s. She has a set of scales in the bathroom.
I was over there [...]

boxing

Oooooh baby, was that a grumpy post or what? It’s amazing what a boring day at work, the flu and 4 days off running will do to a person.
Thankfully, as I pen this humble missive, the grumpiness, like Christmas itself - there’s a strange coincidence - is more or less over.
We contrived, somehow, to spend [...]

sigh….

Dear reader, my supplies of the Christmas spirit, already at historically low levels, are officially at a low ebb.
Think of it as something like the water shortages. Back when you and I were kids it used to rain more or less constantly from May to October, Lake Eildon was a lake and if you planted [...]

I would walk 500 miles….

… and I would walk 500 more. Actually, as of this morning, I’ve run slightly over 2000 miles in the last year. See my 2007 training log.
So does that make me the man who walks 2000 miles to fall down at your door?
Very possibly. Falling down at a door sounds quite attractive at the moment.
RunningYes: [...]

pete doherty

I’m getting forgetful in my old age. Yesterday’s post on “scary-things” missed the big one: Pete Doherty.
Pete (I believe I can call him that, we’d be on first-name terms if we ever met) is the 21st century equivalent of the boogie man. Tell your naughty children if they don’t play nicely they’ll turn into this:
That’ll [...]