Archive for March, 2013

A break fit for purpose

March 22, 2013

Sighted the phrase ‘fit for purpose’ twice recently; the first time in a news article on the suitability of current FIFA rules regarding dangerous play, and the second in Singer’s Wired For War opining on the relevance of today’s human rights and ethics laws in light of the lightspeed developments in robotics. It means ‘to be appropriate or suitable for the task for which it is made’. So I’m using it to characterize what a break fit for purpose means to me.

It means just that – no work, the freedom to wind down, recharge and do whatever I please. I work damn hard every ten weeks just for this, so I might as well make it really count. I read quite a bit, slept in quite a lot, did as much (or as little) marking as was absolutely necessary, ran some errands, and thoroughly enjoyed the downtime. I didn’t make myself go back to the office or even to the gym, for that matter.

Soon the weekend will be upon us, and ten full and crazy weeks will descend upon us again, but till then one needs to follow the adage that we should work hard when it’s time to work, and play hard when it’s time to play.

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Why do I feel down again?

March 18, 2013

It hasn’t happened to me in a long time.

I couldn’t finish my workout today. I could barely last fifteen minutes. And I don’t know why. At least not precisely. I did have that nagging feeling this morning, shortly after waking up. That all I wanted to do today was laze around like I did over the weekend. The thought of going back to The Job, even just to use the gym, was completely unappealing. Still, I went. I thought all I needed was the discipline of routine. In the end, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t finish the workout.

And so I’m typing this trying to figure out what’s wrong. No I’m not in a funk – the usual suspects aren’t bothering me at all, but there’s a deep disatisfaction somewhere down there. I think I need a break – yes, maybe even from gym. Coming back on the very first day of the one week break was a stupid idea. Either that, or I’m just too hungry to have the energy to complete the workout. Thing is, I don’t feel hungry. I feel I need a break though.

There’s more to life than routine, than The Job. I feel this. Now all I need to do is to find that meaningful thing to refresh me, recharge me. Or maybe I should wrap up those eight summaries and get myself a nice plate of fettuccine aglio. And if that hits the sweet spot, then yeah, it’s definitely hunger.

Finally, time for a little culture

March 8, 2013

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Been so busy with compre and so hadn’t had time for an update. Things are stabilising (hopefully) and we’re grinding down to end of term.

So when I heard about the concert to be held right here at work I jumped at the chance. Can’t remember the last time I went to the symphony – it’s been that long.

The guys had a good night out – pretty diverse range, lapped up by an equally enthusiastic audience. A nice way to start the weekend and dive into 73 CA compres.