Time...

I have so much of it on my hands these days, but it is getting ahead of me physically.

For the first time, I am starting to feel my age. Being at home, I am working in the garden, also busy slowly renovating the house filling in cracks, scraping open and cementing bigger faults in the plaster, then preparing and painting walls.

At the end of a day, I am properly knackered. And the following morning, I usually feel like a train has hit me from behind. My hamstrings are tight, my calves ache and my feet feel like I am walking on rough stones. It takes me about ten minutes to get over the morning-aches, as I call them.

So, things have to change.

A friend of ours recently returned from a six-week shag-athon with her boyfriend in Joburg (what else are new lovers going to do during lockdown?) and while she was there was introduced to cycling and mountain bikes. As a result, with her not having the boyfriend at hand at home, she has had to find a new way to expend the energy and she has bought her own bike.

Now, three times a week we are cycling for forty-five minutes or so, to Noordhoek Beach and back. It is a distance of about 11.8km. Not much, but it is a start.

Hopefully, it will bring the body back into shape a bit and delay the aches and pains a bit longer...

Lockdown Day Log # 54. Fuck this.

The Legend of Eddie Aikau...

Wow. What a story. A sad story.

I used to surf a few years back and had only ever heard of Eddie, but had never done any research into what the man was about.

Then a couple of days ago, I saw that DSTV was running the old ESPN movie "The Legend of Eddie Aikau" and knew I had to see it.

Unfortunately, Youtube does not have the full movie available (probably because of ESPN copyrights) but they do have the trailer for the show.

Do yourself a favour. Watch it. Then, if you possibly can, watch the full, tragic, 90minute movie. It will touch you.

Only at the end do you realise why the man is a legend.

Run...

...said Collective Soul in their song, but one of the opening lines is about being bored.

Lockdown day Eleventy Ninety Forty Million...

Finding something to do during lockdown...

...can be like looking for a needle in a bunch of needles.

There is always something to do, but it comes down to whether you want to do it or not at the time. There is always tomorrow. We will still be on lockdown. Except between 6am and 9am for exercise, during which time I am usually in bed, reading, with a cup of coffee and a biscuit.

So each day tends to blend into the next, some being a little more productive than the others, some less so.

For the last couple of days, because I have a "mix tape" of music (okay, a "mix-SD card") in the cars, in which some of the tracks have volume issues and are too soft for my liking, I have been messing about with a downloadable application called WaveEditor. I suspect I, some time ago, inadvertently levelled and lowered the volume of a bunch of my music collection tracks before I knew what levelling was. Lesson learned. The hard way.

Anyway, WaveEditor allows me to manually boost the volume levels on a per-track basis, so I have been going through all 400-something tracks on the SD card checking which need to be changed or not. Anyone for something tedious to do? I didn't think so.

But it had to be done, so I did it. And later I will find another needle to remove from the needle stack.

Stay healthy, y'all...