A much-needed, very good day off

I had something very definite in mind when I went to get the laptop this evening. But now I?ve forgotten it? Frustrating, but not very. I'm sure it'll come back to me?

It's been a good day, actually. Just what I needed — a distraction and to burn off the accumulated stress from this week! And now I'm completely fecked.

I'd offered to give Lord Simon a hand setting up his mobile disco stuff just down the road this morning. Still haven't sorted out my car permit, so I figure that, since I had to move the car early, I may as well get up at the same time as I would do anyway and do something productive.

Mind you, the shape he was in at Age's when I got back to Guildford (from work, at ten) lastnight should have made me think twice about rolling up at his place at 9:30 as planned... We nipped over to the gig site in the shiny new company van, and waited for the keyholders to turn up. Setting up was the usual combo of me occasionally being quite helpful and largely looking useless. Meanwhile, kids asked for bubble and smoke machines LS acquiesced, ostensibly for a quiet life. Made me chuckle.

Anyway, a plan had been fomented in the new van, which entailed us heading fer the gym after the setup. So we dropped the van back at Chez LS, and went to the nearby leisure centre. Where I put up (frankly) an heroic attempt to keep up with his regime (although I'm pretty sure it was toned down a bit for slack idiots like me). And it was quite a bit different to what I'm used to pacing through down the Spectrum. Incidentally, we will never be speaking about my first ever bench-pressing attempt.

Ever.

So anyway, on one of these machines, you need to work out your bodyweight (subtract some kilos, add the number you first thought of, etc.) and it turns out that I'm now a good bit under the 80 kg I was sure I was. 12 stone, to be precise! (According to the magical index calculator, off of the lobby, too). Some folks had told me I'd lost weight recently, but I hadn't quite believed them. I'd put it down to being stressed and — presumably — looking like shite as a consequence. But it turns out they were right. Now all I need to do is lose a bit more, and rearrange what's left into the right places!

And my details? Les voil�:

• Weight: 12 st 0 lb (76.3 kg)
• Height: 5' 9.6" (1.77 m, can do naff all about that, sorry)
• Body mass index: 24.3 (apparently 20 to 25 is ideal, and I know it was at least 26 when I started at Spectrum last September) (kg / m²)
• Ideal weight (for BMI between 20 and 25) is, apparently, between 9 st 12 lb and 12 st 4 lb
• Fat index (percentage by mass, it seems): 21.2 % (better than average, it seems).
• Which, depressingly, means there's 16.1 kg of the stuff, stuffed into my skin.
• Oh, and my body type is "standard". How rude...

All surprisingly positive, though. And I'm now looking forward to a cracking night's sleep!

In other news:

• No digital TV because Seymour?s old Sony box is knackered
• Haven't mentioned the big J-land news.
• Going to J-land for a conference in 8 days ? arghhhhh! (that?s not the big news)
• Monday is much-needed pay day
• Neilo, coincidentally, is off to J-land on Wednesday, after we've had a long-needed liddle drink on Tuesday
• Age and LS have been stars in making sure I'm not too lonely in Aggy
• Had to cancel the long-postponed drink with Mr M again ? R.
• Bernhard was over this week, along with Pascal and Lidia. Was really nice chatting to him. Not only a brilliant physikist, but very self-effacing and easy to chat to.