I’m not caffeinated enough for this. For the last hour and a half I have been laying in bed reading the news on my N1 as if it were Sunday.
Truth is, it is Sunday, but it’s also a long weekend; a fact I’ve managed to forget three times in the last week. Goldfish-like, it’s always a surprise when I realise I’ve got an extra day of weekend.
Today was a recovery day. I watched some Stargate (which is starting to grate on me incredibly because the characters are all broken and non-canonical,) and I watched some Doctor Who which is generally good to numb the mind.
Now I have run out of new things to do, I’m out of bed again and contemplating how much I really couldn’t be bothered blogging any more and how stimulants would probably fix that little niggle. Now I don’t have to be asleep in two hours I’m considering making myself a coffee and walking the block a few times to get the blood flowing again before settling back down to while away the rest of my life.
- Posted June 13, 2010
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I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I rode to and from work today, and now I’m feeling guilty for not feeling like taking myself for a walk.
I dunno, this weekend feels insurmountable in that I don’t even know what it is I’m supposed to be doing. It feels like I’ve wasted it already.
It strikes me how tired I actually am right now. I might be full of caffeine, but I’m barely propped up in my chair. Thinking about it more I should probably just go to sleep.
- Posted June 11, 2010
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Today I’m catching the bus to work. Its been a good week despite this.
I bought new shoes on the weekend specifically with the intent of walking stupid distances. Yesterday was one such occasion when I walked home from work again. Gave myself a headache from doing so, which I figure means I should probably limit efforts like this to about an hour in future, but lesson learned. It was fun while it lasted.
Also started (and I know how daft this sounds) riding to work yesterday as well. Thirty-ish minutes total to get there. Wasn’t too bad I thought. Still, I want to take it easy while I get myself back into it, which is why I left my bike at work overnight. I will retrieve it this afternoon.
At the moment I’m cruising down Junction Road on one of the most temperamental bus services in Brisbane. It only runs twice a day, and the earlier service leaves right before my train arrives. This makes me highly bitter, but I guess I’m making positive steps to avoid it in future.
- Posted June 8, 2010
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Ever since the Translink journey planner suggested it, the urge to walk to work has been tugging at me.
It’s an absolute bastard of a commute because it’s on the very edge of civilisation itself. Even though it’s only about ten kilometres away, it usually takes me upward of an hour to commute there. Some days it’ll happily run into an hour and a half, and while some days it’s fine, I can’t say I have ever felt positively about the prospect of catching any number of connecting services to get myself home.
So today when I saw there was a ten minute wait for one of my less favourite buses I decided to set off walking instead.
It wasn’t the smartest idea, but to cut an exceedingly long story short; it worked. I took an inefficient way home, my shoes and clothes were a really bad fit for the job, it started raining at one point, but once I got moving the thought of stopping to squeeze myself on peak hour public transport was unappealing enough to keep me going.
I’ve walked to Toombul before, but never the entire way home. Truth be told, it was quite refreshing and only took about an hour and a half at a more than comfortable pace. I definitely wouldn’t consider doing it on a regular basis, but as a novelty thing… Yeah. It was definitely better than catching the bus.
- Posted June 3, 2010
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This morning I threw open my curtains to greet the moon high in the night sky. I’m sure I’m not the only one, because there was one car already on the road, but it really wasn’t an incentive to get out of bed at all.
I’ve approached this week with a bad attitude from the start. Not sure what inspired the sudden pessimism toward life, but it’s probably not helping anything, and anyway, after my megacoffee this morning there’s nothing I can’t conquer.
I’m pretty prepared for the day, too. I made breakfast and got my things in order last night so I’d have a little extra time this morning. I’ve got the most delicious mandarins for lunch, and I’ve cooked some chicken for a sandwich. I’m still debating whether I should just bag the ingredients and make myself a wrap at work.
In any case I’m still going to be about ten minutes late, because there just isn’t a Translink service that gets me to work square on the hour.
- Posted May 30, 2010
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