01: tell me the truth, what made you start liking the person you like right now? The main reason is entirely selfish, but he motivates the hell out of me. He is by far the most driven and ambitious person I’ve ever met, always up to something or working on a project. Not that he’d be arsed, but I remember being really embarrassed to tell him that I’d spent my day doing nothing whatsoever, and would always try to get something on the go to impress him. He makes me a better version of myself.
02: what on your body is hurting or bothering you? My ankle. It’s been bad for over a year now, and nobody can figure out why. It’s really fucking with me and I’m beginning to wonder if it’s psychological.
03: what was your last thought before going to bed last night? Some derivative of, “I’m getting too old for this shit”. It was lovely to spend the weekend down south with good friends, but being on top of each other for three days really drained me. I hadn’t really slept since 5am on Friday, and ended up gaining a hideous superflu because I keep doing stuff and my body is shutting down on me.
The past month or so has been exhausting, but I’ve had some canny weekends.
Hired out a massive cottage in the Yorkshire Dales for a weekend with the family. It was lovely to spend some time with everyone again, in addition to adjusting to the complete and utter lack of signal or internet. If you ever have beef with someone, take them to the countryside. You will either work through it, or rip each other apart.
The following weekend was far more intense, as we were hosting our first ever tournament! It was clueless, rushed, and we nearly bankrupted the club in the process…but everyone seemed to have a good time, and it was lovely to see the squad upping their game even more than usual. I’m still so impressed with how much we’ve developed in under a year.
And the weekend just gone was spent being educated on The Hoppings, in addition to Go Ape! Bear in mind that I zipwired off the Baltic and across the Tyne no bother, I can assure you that Go Ape is even crazier. For my Baltic zip, I was under constant supervision, hooked up by a pro, and back on the ground in under a minute. For Go Ape, I was shown how to hook myself up, and then released high up into the woods for several hours with zero supervision, and a hundred percent knowledge that I could at any moment be responsible for my own death. Poor bloke on his stag do was nearly in tears, and he didn’t even have a problem with heights.
Yeah, so that’s where I’ve been. Hope that you’re all doing well!