Me Nazi
(Three small posts today because I want each of them to come up as separate entries if people search for them)
Having some time off recently exposed a few home truths. One is that I need to look after myself better. I have said this before. Every fucking time I go away and come back I say this, but this time I mean it.
I could read more, I could go to bed earlier, I could exercise more and I could eat better, but I never seem to make the jump to really doing it.
Until now.
On Sunday, I went to the gym. Yeah. I rowed 1.5k (the machine said), ran for 20 minutes flat (covering two and a half miles), did some weights and machines. I was surprised I could run that much, but I think walking the dog in the morning and moving a lot between buildings at work has kept me fitter than I thought.
Going to bed earlier is hard, but I’m up at 6:30 every day, so I just need to do it. I am also reading more and have culled my time online. That last one has been hard, but I can’t read everything and there are just going to have to be things I don’t get to know.
I’m still in touch. I still check my email first thing and last thing, and I’m still writing this, but I need to be tougher on myself, so I have become a Me Nazi.
September 2nd, 2008 at 9:22 am
I need to be a Me Nazi. An SS Me Nazi. I REALLY need to buckle down and do it. And I will.
Just as soon as I go through all these chocolate stars. And crackers. and soup. and ice cream.
And stuff.
September 2nd, 2008 at 9:30 am
My great-granddad was in the SS. A proper Nazi. Probably shouldn’t be bragging.
September 2nd, 2008 at 9:54 am
I used to get Christmas cards from Kurt Waldheim.
September 2nd, 2008 at 11:30 am
I don’t know either of these people, Officers.
September 2nd, 2008 at 11:44 am
Of course you wouldn’t know my great-granddad, but you should just google Kurt, I’d not heard of him either.