Honestly, it's not something I thought much about. It's not really a thing I've ever thought about.
But I realised yesterday afternoon as I was slitting open yet another Amazon delivery box that I borrowed Thomas's little knife (below) – a present from a friend posted to Switzerland about ten years ago – and never gave it back.
Our Dojo is having its first night's training in what feels like about six or seven months tonight. Because jujitsu is one of those pursuits which can't really be done at a distance – you have to get up super close and real personal – it has been that long since the health directions from the Queensland government allowed for close contact sport.
Not that I could have trained much anyway.
I knew when I ordered my Big Green Egg that it would probably take longer than the month the BBQ store quoted for delivery. It has to come from the US via ocean transport, and anybody who's been paying attention would know that international shipping is utterly munted at the moment.
So maybe it gets here soon. More likely not.
I've been prepping for it though.
I did my first strength workout in a couple of months last night at the gym. Very modest. No gains that I’m aware of, but for the next couple of months the only embiggening I’m looking for is to regain lung capacity.
I was down by 20% at one point, but have gradually recovered half of that. I suspect getting the rest back will be harder because I’ll have to force them to re-inflate.
One of the great things about living in an old Queenslander is all of the space under the house for storing stuff. One of the worst things… is all of the space under the house for storing stuff. I've been stashing crap under our place for nearly 20 years now and I finally got tired of it.
