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Learning to love winter

Melbourne winter is mild, not all that cold really and not beset with fog, and my friends laud clear-sky, crisp days, but I’ve always hated the three months of dreary cold. Chilblains, that’s what I endure. Over the past half decade, I’ve managed to find a way to spend at least a strategic fortnight in warmer climes, but not this year. The most challenging aspect of winter for…

Gym joy

My gym: Visions Fitness Centre. I’ve been going there seven years. Today I went early and had a tough session because I’d fasted yesterday, but, amazingly, at the end of it, I realized I thoroughly enjoyed it. Second thought: this is the first time I’ve enjoyed it, in all those years! For seven years I was obedient. I went. I lifted and stretched and grizzled. Why am I…

This is a poor photo from our balcony and the point of it is that was taken when the world was still dark. Lately, I’ve been sleeping in until 7 AM, enjoying warmth and ease, but the result has been short days and a feeling of despair (among many sources of negative thoughts these days). I’m now down to see a therapist to clarify why, amidst a blessed life, a little shadow has crossed…

Happy new year

I’m the type to analyze, to reflect, to set NY resolutions, all that shit, you know? And that’s exactly what I have done in the past. 2022 feels markedly different. Aged 66-plus, preoccupied with a book I can never seem to get closer to the end, 2022 is easy. It’s a decisive year of 365 days. I know what to do and how to do it (well, not exactly the latter, but in theory…

Two months of 5:2 dieting

This crude chart, showing eight years of weight data, says it all. I was at peak fitness (running twice as far as I am now) for three years from age 60, i.e. from 2015 until the middle of 2018. I weighed 76 to 78 kilograms, which for my height means a BMI of 22 to 23. I lost control, then for a few weeks in the middle of 2019, got back into the sweet zone. Then came the last two years of assorted…

How flat the tack

After a soul-warming sun buoyed us all yesterday, today is drab again. Finders Keepers throngs. I have work with me—late 1950s radioactive waste history—but I’m flat as a tack. So much had been going well, including a new and steady exercise regime, a seemingly successful weight loss push, a semi-comprehensive book completion plan, and exciting Christmas plans. Then, then, then … a supposedly…

Energy cycles

What do we expect of ourselves in terms of energy, healthiness, wellness, all that sort of thing? It’s part of the modern affliction to be obsessed with everything to do with our bodies, our emotions, our habits. Yet it’s an obsession without obvious scientific guidance. I know, I know, we call have friends who seem confident—”moderation, that’s all it takes” or…

Lost

A warm Melbourne Friday afternoon, real heat arriving Sunday. I have, I confess, lost all traction. It’ll be fleeting, I tell myself. I switch from attempting real drafting work, to research catch-up and tidy-up work, the work you do when you stall.

Poised for 2021

New Year resolutions are one symptom of a wider malaise: yearning to be a better you, for a whole year, after twelve months of disappointing. Me, I am poised for a shining 365 days of energetic peace, working hard towards my goals while living and celebrating life. Wish me luck…

The illness of depression

I can’t write about depression because I don’t have it. A low level of despondency often seems to accompany my days, but that overhang is a mere wisp of a cloud amenable to natural buoyancy. But I know folks who suffer from depression, so Jonathan Foley’s eloquent, measured blog post, “Hiding in plain sight,” rings true. In a week roiled by grief at a friend’s…

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