Back to normal

Right, I’m now officially better and am off to the gym this evening. The journey begins. I’ll have to take it easy though. No point getting carried away on my first day back.

Two Years On

Today’s the second anniversary of 11-9 and the media is full of tributes to the 3,000 or so who died in the towers. Why does no-one remember the estimated 5,000 civilians killed in Afghanistan, or the estimated 7,000 civilians killed in Iraq?


No snow boarding this weekend after all. Forecast is for wind starting on Saturday and continuing into Sunday, which means most of the the chair lifts will be either closed, or running so slow they will piss me off. It’s just no worth the cose to go down and be restricted to Smiggins Holes, so I’ve decided to stay home.
Bloody typical. Late snow falls mean we get a nice long season, but wind won’t let us use it. Seems fine during the week, so may have to skive off work.

Almost ready

The dreaded chest infection doesn’t seem to have materialised so far. Fingers crossed. Still have a dodgy throat, so am dosing that with various concoctions in an effort to get rid of it. Will still be out of the gym for the rest of the week though.

And so it goes...

Had a good weekend boarding. Perisher wasn’t great, but Thredbo was fun on Sunday. Better snow conditions and better weather. More advanced slopes too, which I can now handle after the trip to New Zealand. I reckon we’ll be spending a bit more time there than we did this year.

The only downside is that my lift ticket fell off the tag holding it to my jacket. I spoke to some asshole in ticketing who acknowledged that I had bought a ticket earlier, but still wanted me to pay another $50 for the remaining two hours of the day! I tried making the point that it’s not my fault if they provide a sub-standard method of attaching the ticket to your clothing, but he claimed that that was my responsibility. So much for “The customer is always right”. I told him to stuff it and then went back on to the lifts anyway. It seems the lifties realise how easily the tickets come off and weren’t too fussed about it that late in the day.

In Sickness

The general idea was that the month of September would be when I got stuck into the gym on a regular basis and started a training program. As luck would have it, I seem to be coming down with some sort of infection.

John got a chest infection a while ago, as did Neil. Tom’s not feeling too good today, so bad in fact that he’s not going skiing this weekend. Now, Tom claims that what I feel like is what he felt like a few days ago, so it could be all downhill from here. I’ll just have to OD on vitamins for a couple of days in an effort to stave it off.

On a positive note, it will be interesting to see whether my body can fight off the infection any quicker, now that I’m no longer a smoker.

Here we go...

Well, in the words of someone else, ‘Everyone else is doing it, so why don’t we’. Hence, I now have a blog. The general theme will be swimming related, in that I used to be a pretty good swimmer, but, after a couple of years of being a couch potato, things ain’t looking so good any more.

I’ve decided to do something about it, and regain some semblance of fitness. Also, there’s a nebulous idea of maybe doing some ocean swims, or a triathlon in the future, but I’m not making any promises.

So, let the journey begin…

If This Is A Man

If This Is A Man is quite simply the best book I have ever read. Primo Levi was an Italian Jew who was captured by the Germans and sent to Auschwitz in 1944. This beautifully written book details his time spent in the camp, and the struggle for survival in the most degrading of circumstances. Despite the depravity of his ordeal, Levi is never bitter or consumed with hatred and he gives an objective description of the gradual erosion of what makes us human. The concentration camps of the Second World War were an extreme example of man’s inhumanity to man, and this book is one that should be read so that we do not forget what we are capable of.


An excellent book which is supposed to be about the 1883 volcanic eruption of Krakatoa. This was arguably the first ‘global village’ event as a global telegraphic network had only recently been completed, and the whole world got the news within a day or so. The book covers much more than just the eruption. There’s a history of the Dutch East India Company & Lloyds, whose officers reported on the disaster, sections on the science of plate tectonics which led to the volcano and lots more besides. The story ties together a number of different yet interrelated strands into a coherent whole and is well worth a read even for those who would not normally read a popular science title.