Fug
Let me enlarge upon the question; I’ve got to one of those ‘glitch’ points where the daily round holds little or no satisfaction and all I’m doing is spinning my wheels, yet work on my major project has dried up. I’ve lost track of the narratives. Everything is too fragmented. Even turgid. I'm in a rut.
My head is as full of a fog as we had in the run up to Christmas and proper joined up thinking is hard work at present. It’s not the booze, or the food (I’ve been pretty frugal this year and haven’t over indulged) Time for a new years resolution I think. The resolution is simple; Detox.
Now I’m talking about more than the Carol Voordeman whatever based diet, I’m talking about a major mental and physical house clearance programme. To enlarge further; One of the presents I got this year was a two disc set of the excellent Pixar movie ‘The Incredibles’ which made me take a look in the mirror and go Ugh.
One of my favourite clips is the trailer when Bob realises how fit he was and how unfit he has become, struggling to do up the belt of his old Superhero costume. That’s how I feel at present. Weight loss is required, and a thorough desludging of the mental and physical processes is essential.
To begin; I’m going to kick off with a Sauna and swim twice a week to gradually flush out the accumulated toxins. Less refined starch in my diet (More protein and fresh veg – less bread and ‘convenience’ foods). No major exercise regime until I’m sure I can cope with it without doing myself a mischief. The theory being that as my circulation improves I’ll become more alert, focussed, and more able to concentrate. Well that’s the theory.
Well who knows, maybe one day the Spandex hero costume will fit again.
3 Comments:
Happens to us all: it is the weather!
Happy, healthy, peaceful and prosperous New Year (all of it).
Best wishes,
Old Man
Can we take bets on how long it'll be before you decide not to bother?
Happy New Year
I swim 3 times a week. 50 lengths each time. In fact I once did a mile.
It does not fecking make a blind bit of difference. I am still a fat bastard.
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