I don’t really do new years resolutions. They just don’t seem to work for me. I don’t see that there’s anything that special about January 1st. It isn’t even the first day of the year for a reasonable portion of the planet. Expecting to make sudden and positive life changes on that day just seems to silly and destined to fail. Especially given that I’m probably hungover. That said, setting goals for the year ahead does work for me, though I realise it’s a fairly arbitrary distinction.
Previously I’ve set vague goals,
Well, I went quiet again, didn't I? While I've been away it feels like the world changed quite a bit. For starters, from an entirely personal perspective, I moved flats and areas of London. A transaction which completed on the 24th of June, 2016. If this date sounds familiar, that's because it's also the date the results of the UK's "Brexit" referendum were released. Like I said: the world feels like it's changed quite a bit.
For the record, this is probably the worst possible day I could have completed such a transaction since the financial crash back
If you're playing any sort of a game, the question "Am I winning?" is usually quite easy to answer. "Is my score higher than the other guy?" usually covers it (though if you're playing something like chess it might be a little more complicated than that). If you're playing a computer game the fact that your character is still alive may well be enough to settle this question in your favour.
In life, though, it is a much harder question to answer. It may well be true that, to the healthy mind, it's not something which
In throwing up a few pictures of my trip down under in that previous running related post, I realised I hadn't really posted much else about that particular trip to the inter webs. I also realised that picking through those photos is a bit of a bad idea, because I'd forgotten just how much I enjoyed Perth.
I tend to say that I "spent about 10 weeks in Australia in 2010." I use this slightly odd wording because I actually had two trips out there with a short break in-between. That break was partly due to logistics and
A friend told me about a restaurant he'd visited on a trip to New York. There was essentially no menu. You walked in, you are seated, and you are asked a single question:
How would you like your steak cooked?
Then they bring you an utterly fantastic steak with fries and bernaise sauce. They do this one thing, they do it incredibly well, and they do it cheaply because they can take advantage of economies of scale.
I love this mindset of setting out to do something as utterly right as humanly possible. The example I had previously was a