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I’m not as good at mountain biking as I’d like to be. Or as good as I think I am.

Dislocated collar bone

There’s something that I want more of. I’ve tried short-cutting but it doesn’t work. The trouble is, the maximum rate that I can quench my thirst is one day every 24 hours. Even that is an optimum that is rarely achieved.

Experience. It makes everything easier be it in the office, on the road, at home or at play. Maybe some day, we’ll be able to have an experience upload so that we can think like a professional athlete, a nobel prize winner, a chief economist, a war veteran. Or all of the above. Who knows.

‘Til then, I’ll be plodding along. Trying my best to take as much as I can from each day so that by the end of the year it’ll be one where I’ve got as close to 365 days of experience as possible.

When did this start happening all of a sudden. It’s crept in, perhaps from the same place that “whatever” came from. And it’s really annoying, a blight on communication. Can we not start a sentence without the beginning “so…”.

Yes, I do it myself. And I annoy myself with it. So …

I’ve learnt three things from a recent trip to Florida…

1) American food portions are huge
2) Americans are more openly friendly than I’m used to (and more so than the British)
3) For three days of work, it’s a long way to the USA.

My parents are fond of saying that if you haven’t got anything worth saying, you shouldn’t say anything at all.

After such a long hiatus, the reader should hope that I have something worth saying. In subject, you would be correct but in form it is not there yet.

For the past weeks, I’ve been pondering on the importance of goals. Last night, I was lucky enough to see Jerry Moffat talk a little about his career as a climber. I was most struck by two things:
1) His dedication to reaching the target he had set himself, and;
2) The rivalry that spurred him on to get there.

It should be noted, and noted well, that without having a target or a goal, it cannot be reached. Be it a project, a business, a sports event, a state of mind or something else.

Merry pirate Christmas one and all!

Arhg!

It started as a joke. Now I like it.

Intentions are good to have. And “if I do it now, I can do something else later” (Nic Seller, 2008).

With that in mind, let the blogging commence. One day there might even be something worth reading on here.