Why wait until next year?

So this year is coming to a close a lot faster than I hoped. Christmas is now a distant memory, with what I remember of it being a blur of driving and tiredness. Having come back to work just before the start of the New Year, I’ve found myself re-invigorated, for what reason I do not know, but I want to use it in the best way possible.

To pass the time on my lunch I was looking at clothes online, thinking about how they would fit me/suit me, remembering when I used to work in the shop that I was browsing when I was younger. This led me to looking at old photos on Facebook and I was surprised to see how much I have changed. I never realised how good shape I was in when I was 16/17 and it is something that I miss.

Fitness seemed to come easy to me back then, playing Rugby 3 times a week and going to the gym with my school friend, where as now a days it is more of a chore than it should be. So – motivated, I now must push on. If I want to be able to get back to the size, that level of fitness then the work starts now. Really – it has already started just before Christmas as I began to watch what I eat again (tough over the holidays I know). I don’t need a New Years Resolution that will make me feel like I have failed if I don’t commit, instead I need a change of attitude. Something that will stick with me for life. I’ve done it once before when I was training for the races towards the end of this year, so I know I can do it again.

To egg me on a little, here is a list of the events that I want to feel comfortable with myself at.

  • MY WEDDING (SOMEONE AGREED TO MARRY ME, WHATISTHATALLABOUT)
  • HONEYMOON
  • MORE RACES (hopefully)
  • MY SPIRITUAL AWAKENING. (hopefully)
  • MUM’S 60th
  • SUMMER
  • APRIL TRIP

 

Finding Time

Dear Reader,

 

I have been struggling to find time lately to write anything on this. In fact, I have a whole pile of pictures to share with you from my trip to Wales which  I haven’t even edited yet! But I thought I’d drop by and let you know how things are going.

Recently I have been scouting out small production companies around the UK and watching their short films. There sure are some talented people out there! And, I have been reading the tweets of people who work for themselves – filmmakers, authors etc.

In doing so I have given life to the embers of wanting to create.

It is my dream to work as an editor on feature films or television dramas. That is where my passion lies. But – as all industry individuals will know, you can’t get there by sitting on your hands and whistling Dixie. My new years resolution, which I aim to prepare well for, is to take that small tentative step forward into inspiration. I’d like to write a script for a short film and then actually produce it.

Nothing crazy.

Just something simple.

Something to help stoke the flames and breathe life into my ambitions. I’ll update you along the way with the process of this endeavor, starting with getting over the fear of actually making anything in the first place.

Until next time.

 

We did it! But the journey continues..

So we smashed the Men’s Health Survival of the Fittest 10k on Saturday! A team of 13 took part from work, tackling 10km and 50 obstacles to cross the finishing line on around two hours. I learned some very important lessons on the way around though, 90% of running is completely mental! I have never ran that sort of distance before, but the thought of getting over the finish line spurred me on no bounds. I also learned that upper body strength is a massive factor in running and so I’m going to have to take a dive into strength and resistance training to improve my speed and to get over those obstacles quicker!

So, well done guys – bring on next year!

The gang, the start, the travellator and then the medal!
The gang, the start, the travellator and then the medal!

Home Alone: Send Help

So, I’ve spent the last four days home alone as the other half is away on an all action trip with her school. Whilst she is flying through trees and paddle boarding on vast lakes, I am left to fend for myself in the wilderness of our own house. Initially, the naive freedom of having our abode all to myself was almost unfathomable. The possibility of doing house chores, or not doing house chores, eating properly, or not eating properly. Wearing clothes, or basking in natures glorious liberty!  However, reality is a harsh foe to contend with and although admitting this may get me beaten up and locked in my locker by the school bully, I do kind of miss her.

It’s a strange sort of missing though. Unlike the old type where I would write long forlorn letters to my love who is away traveling, hoping that my letter would reach her and I would receive a reply in the following weeks, we are now comforted by the warm arms of social media and instant messaging apps which can put us in touch with anyone we want within a coupe of seconds, so I was never more than a few button clicks away. But, the whole routine that we had built up over the last few months in our house was completely demolished.

No longer would I try to avoid watching soaps (which I secretly enjoy) and go and do house chores like laundry or cooking dinner. Instead I came home and suddenly had an extra 2 hours to do what I like! Blissful free time. So blissful that is compounded a new problem in that I didn’t know what to do to fill it. I had no motivation to do the house work as I knew, in reality, there was now only one of me and I could breeze through the mess I made within half an hour. I would usually complain, internally, about not having enough hours after work to get everything done and to relax, but in reality I need to be doing something to keep my mind working. Something to keep me from sitting on the sofa in my pants staring blankly at an off television wondering what has happened to my life.

Just to push the point.

The only thing I have eaten this week is chunky chips and turkey dinosaurs.

Why? Because there was no one there to tell me otherwise and I figured that I didn’t need to go food shopping as I am by myself.

I guess this has culminated in me writing this post, reaching out the tendrils of my mind to try to find something to do and make sense of what I have felt this week. But look on the bright side, she’s back tomorrow and I can go back to being happy doing the dishes and complaining about having no free time.

Opening your eyes

Funnily enough, my fiancée was talking about this just last night.

Learning when to switch off
Learning when to switch off

Unplugging from everything is something that I hope to teach my children in the future. I’m not a doom and gloom person, I don’t believe that technology is going to ruin our children’s lives and make them useless as human beings. None of that. I believe technology is what it is – a tool to aid us and better our lives. There is no doubting that life has improved vastly for the majority over the last 30 years because of the huge leaps that technology has taken.

Yet.

I believe there is always a time to put it all down. Switch off those screens and un-crane those necks and look about yourself. The world is definitely a beautiful place full of interesting people and fascination, if all it takes it for you to leave your phone at home for a day – then you should absolutely switch off. I watched a short film the other day (link below) where a guy is hitchhiking to the sea. It’s not so much the story that hit me but the example of pure human interaction that is put on display. This guy – this hitchhiker – has no idea who these people are, he has no idea what their likes or dislikes are, whether they are in a relationship, what they had for breakfast or what their new favourite song is. All information which is readily available to us through various forms of social media.

This guy has to actually talk to these people, find out the natural way through conversation. I know it can be hard to cast aside prejudgment or even personal traits like shyness. But, watching that film, I felt envious. Envious of his confidence and his skill for small talk (Yes, I know it’s a scripted film, but still). It almost made me want to go and sit at a bus stop and just talk to the next person I see. But ,no doubt, that person would have their head bent over a phone screen and would not be interested in what I had for dinner.

This weekend myself and my friends are heading to Edinburgh for a short break away. I am taking my camera with me, will shoot some pictures and film some footage – but I want to stay away from the internet. I don’t want to broadcast every second of my trip with my mates to the whole world. I am going to switch off and all of you can hear about it when I get back. I don’t want to miss the real beauty of the city, or of the journey or even the company of my friends because I am updating a status or uploading a picture to Instagram.

I hope this way, I will be able to enjoy it more. I will be able to talk and fully throw myself into the Edinburgh life as so many who travel do.

I am super excited and I am even looking forward to the train journey at a ridiculous hour tomorrow morning.

I’m super excited to see something new.

Super excited to see my friends and super excited to open my eyes and enjoy some real life moments.

The Sea By Midnight from Isaac Ravishankara on Vimeo.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Bloggers, Unplugged.”

Weekend Update: Blackpool, Breakout, Derby

Getting chilly at Blackpool 3.10.15

Winter is most definitely coming.

This weekend we visited Blackpool with the kids and Laura’s family. It’s a place that I vowed to never return to the first time I went and upon a second visit, cemented my original views. I have no qualms about the city, its buildings, its streets or even the illuminations. But there is just far too many people for me. It’s too over crowded in tourist season and I get the general feeling of being unwelcome. Is that strange?

Walzers make me puke.

The kids had a great time on the rides, though we managed to avoid most of the arcades and after well deserved (and long-awaited) meal in a pub we headed home. Opting (mistakenly) to walk back. With Laura feeling under the weather we should have gotten the tram, but hindsight is a blessing after all.

Blackpool family pier , 3.10.15

Sunday was derby day, a big day in Liverpool where the two local football teams come head to head in the league. They play it twice a year, and this years primary fixture was at Goodison. We witnessed a hearty 1-1 draw in the raucous atmosphere of the Camp and Furnace where there was more beards than beer and the hipsters reigned supreme.

Break out rooms have become one of our favourite past times as a group of mates, and Sunday night we took part in a new(ish) one in Manchester. After taking way longer than expected to arrive, due to an anti-austerity march in Manchester.  We tackled the room, and although by the time the 60 minutes were up, we hadn’t got out. We were annoyed because we felt like we had solved virtually none of the room, only to find out we were one clue away from breaking out. Foiled again.

This week entails another lone sitting – with business as usual a week today.

Wedding Update: Hotel is booked!

Just when you thought it was safe

Invasion of the body snatchers

My fiancée just tackled this beast with a glass and a wedding magazine. The only casualty being that magazine as the spider moved too quick to save it once they were outside. Thank you for your sacrifice!