I am, once more in an airport. To say that I am tired is putting it mildly. The ride to the airport was smooth and thankfully, incident free (for a change), the spring sun lighting up forests and waterways as we went. I won't go into the animals I spotted along the way, only … Continue reading Squandering time…people watching…
The whole country goes into meltdown for Easter. I'm in the UK and it's as much a tradition here as it is back home in Ireland. Maybe even more so. The Easter break is one of expected get away plans and adventures especially for those who are London centric for most of the time. Through … Continue reading Easter breaks…and religion in Ireland
So I've been trying to work on lots of things at the moment strength, kata you name it... I didn't really take the time to plan out anything... so actually what happened was a case of brute force and ignorance rather than intellectual training. All of this, along with some significant time pressures led to … Continue reading Am I injured..?
Everyone talks about rest days, it's up there with breakfast "most important meal of the day" and washing your teeth. Everyone nods in approval when the subject is discussed and there is little argument on the subject matter! Which is great, we all agree that rest days are important-job done. I guess there are a … Continue reading Training when you’re not training
My husband (still getting used to saying that) hates to chat on the phone, me, completely the opposite, I can chat and chat! Any way, the phone rang one night this week and it was one of my favourite Aussies! While we chatted about life the universe and everything,...I was hit by a thought-a good … Continue reading Everyone should be part of a dojo.
I was late leaving the office on Friday. I should also say that we finish at 4pm on a Friday and well, it's like a secret whistle goes off bang on the strike of 4 bells and everyone is off to their respective weekends. This Friday, I was one of 3 folks working away, so … Continue reading Tooting Gasshuku weekend…a quiet one… (not)
I’ve not managed to make it home just yet, in a last ditch attempt to pretend that the holiday is not over, I’ve pulled into a quiet bar in Paddington and muster the last of my thoughts together. Looking back I guess it’s fair to say that the recent blog posts are pretty self-indulgent. They … Continue reading Day 1-Home