My brain is fried. I know, I know, that's not news for some of you but . . . I feel really tired for some odd reason. I haven't been expending much energy lately. Been getting to bed at reasonable hours. Haven't been under pressure. You know what I reckon the problem is then? Not enough hard work. Sounds counter-intuitive, but I think that must be it. When I've done a hard days work my muscles are tired, yes - but I don't have that sapped, fried feeling. My mind is invigorated when my body has been pushed.
That's my theory, actually, for why stress is such a big thing today. People are always going on about how society is becoming more stressed, how we need more drugs and counsellors and heaven knows what else. What people really need to get off their butt, out of the office, out of the building, (out of the city if possible) and do something physically hard. It doesn't really matter what. Dig ditches. Walk 15 km. Climb a mountain. I guarantee after a week of that lifestyle stress would be amongst the smallest of your problems. Now I understand that most of us can't pop off and climb a mountain every day (though if you live in my area, there's a sizable hill you can try), but the key is physical exertion. Preferably outside, not in some high-image low-function mirror-filled pop-playing gym. Get out there and run, do press ups, smash the snot out of someone if you happen to own boxing gloves (and they do too). At this point a lot of you will be asking Yeah, but Christopher, exactly how much of this stuff do *you* do? The simple answer: very little. Why? I'm L-A-Z-Y. I always intend to start these things, but I never get around to it. But now you all know. And I am formally declaring (this time in the presence of witnesses) that I will start an increasingly vigourous excercise regime on Monday the 5th of June 2006. Phew. I said it. So I'm banking on y'all to hold me accountable. As of Monday you have my full permission to heckle me about it if I haven't been keeping up. Anyone else? Tell you what, it's not much fun while you're doing it (not at first anyway) but for the rest of the day you feel alive. (Yes, I have done it in the past, but it's been extremely sporadic)
Also as of Monday my Comps. practice will begin in earnest. I'm out to kick butt this year, and I won't do it by sitting on mine.
Here I come.
2 comments:
Thats wierd. I was up till 2am and got up at 8. I have sat at the computer all day and I feel GREAT! I did go out and bowl a few overs with the cricket ball, but that was it. (I have done allot of exersizing over the last week though.)
Yes Mathew, you always have been an exception to the rule . . .
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