I found a photo in my room today of me at the Inter-school APS Athletics Finals in Melbourne in 2005 running in the 4x100m relay. My arm is outstretched for the baton, I’ve got my serious Suze focussed face on and I’m about to sprint to the finish line. So, that was 2005… Now? My legs are sore from wearing high heels yesterday, so yeah, a bit of a difference. Read on
Tag Archives: hitting the wall
Let’s Go Ride a Bike!
I rode my bike on Saturday! I rode my freaking bike! I was like a kid on Christmas Day who’d found a bike attached to a string leading from the tree. I pushed off and took a few pedals – 14 months of fatigue hasn’t stolen my ability to ride – then increased my speed and stood up on the pedals, leaning over my handlebars and wiggling the wheels down the path. Read on
More Russell, Less Mackenzie; stopping the brave
Along with my Celtic skin and hair my Scottish ancestry brings with it a family motto or two. It seems that I’ve been employing more of one than the other over the last few years and this fatigued period in my life has certainly made it clear that toughing it out doesn’t always work for me… Read on
Fatigue Memes
So the other day a good friend was visiting me (who understands all too well the shitfullness of fatigue, having had it in high school) and we spent a very enjoyable afternoon creating fatigue memes. Some got a bit bitter and twisted, some were very dark, but most made us laugh. Here are a few that tickled our fancy… Read on
Calculator says no: the mathematics of fatigue
Since finishing high school I’ve rarely used the complex mathematics I studied. While I certainly have never felt the need to find, oh say, the anti-differentiation of sin, or some such horror, over the past fatigued year I have developed my own mathematical formulas… Read on
a snoozie life 