Let’s get out from under the digital canopy and breath in nature’s intention.Read More Weekly photo challenge – Security
. High intensity interval training … it’s on the radio again, it’s on TV again, it’s in the newspaper again! I first heard about it in 2013. This is what I wrote then … . All I had left from the insurance payout, after the bank took its bit, was enough to buy a push bike. […]Read More Take 2: High Intensity Interval Training for Lazy Inclines
I’m not a London taxi driver, but perhaps I need to be.Read More Declaring a hippo challenge every weekend
With the rev and roar of Summernats blaring across from Exhibition Park, it was a delight this morning to cross the lake and walk through Bowen and Telopea Parks.
Beginning with the open vista from the lake’s edge, the experience changes regularly through out the walk. Bowen Park is marked by its relationship to the lake. The trees are low and densely packed in groups. Across the road, Telopea Park quickly opens out to the majestic.
There are no public sculptures here, as if that would be an insult to the trees themselves …Read More Walk Number 11 – Two Parks – Bowen and Telopea
Mt Majura is one of the tallest mountains in Canberra, and I’ve yet to reach the top. We call it a mountain but it is only 888 metres, apparently.
The plan this morning was to wander the lower slopes, as I’ve often done in the past. But in the light of recent writings on …Read More Walk Number 25 – Mt Majura’s Casuarina Track
In spite of a few gum trees it doesn’t feel like the Australian bush.Read More Walk Number 2 – Commonwealth Park
The glistening surface on the car roof only triggered confusion. It wasn’t until I reached the end of the driveway that I realised it was raining. That ended that attempt at a walk.
I had forced myself to this point. Not physically. The feet don’t hurt that much. No, I had to mentally convince myself, remind myself repeatedly, that I enjoy going for a walk.
Given how much I enjoy nature, why am I not desperate to get out there at every opportunity?Read More Pain, worry and motivation
The colour supplement in today’s Sunday paper proclaimed, “The joy of crying”. Apparently, the author thinks “there’s something great about having a good old-fashioned sob”. I don’t agree. Last year, I worked out how to stop the incessant crying that seemed to be an entrenched result of too many funerals and too many unpleasant people. With […]Read More Why do I cry when I exercise?
The colour supplement in today’s Sunday paper proclaimed, “The joy of crying”. Apparently, the author thinks “there’s something great about having a good old-fashioned sob”. I don’t agree.
Last year, I worked out how to stop the incessant crying that seemed to be an entrenched result of too many funerals and too many unpleasant people.
With solution in hand, I didn’t need to dig any further. But I’m a curious girl. Perhaps there’s an even better solution out there, somewhere?
I saw monstrous things attacking my big toe.
It stopped me in my tracks …Read More Crippling a New Year’s Resolution – temporarily
As part of my renewed exploration this year into physical activity, I’ve been keeping an eye out for anything substantial that might be useful and thought provoking. I’m even looking for the just plain silly that would prompt a giggle.
Today, I found an article about the controversy of the Australian Tennis Open’s extreme heat policy: Daisy Dumas’ “Players struggle as debate rages about …Read More Spare me the humidity; time for action