Well, I’ve been hard at it today, taking up my alter ego as Flash Boy, programming most of the day except for a trip to the shops… ah, what a life!! Total rock and roll, the excesses of basil and watermelons at ‘Harris Farm Markets’ in Bondi Junction – Keith Richards would be proud of me.
I’ve decided to run in the Sydney ‘City2Surf’ race on August 10th. 14km, including a ludicrous hill 7km in that goes on for 1.5km or so. Entering was fun, training is becoming increasingly tough and the weather has joined in to make it a bit of a ‘mare. Where is my motivation coach when I need them? Truth is, I’m fundamentally pretty lazy unless I get my teeth into something, at which point 24 hours is just not enough for a day (you should see me in the studio… I’ve had to be torn away from mixing desks at 6am., eyes bleeding and ears fallen off). I look at cats, sleeping their asses off most of the day (better still, koalas – they get 19 hours a day!) and I just think “You lucky, lucky, lucky little bastards.” Sleep, sleep, sleep. And its great sleeping here, with the sound of the waves, until the cockatoos get going around 6:30am. So getting up early to run to Centennial Park and back is NOT the ultimate in gentle wakings. Got to do it tomorrow… ah, tomorrow, best friend of the procrastinator.
Got some good fonts this-morning from a website that specialises in small stuff. Worth a look if thats your bag.
Off to make some tea now… night night