I like to stay healthy. Especially with my very sedentary job. Squash is my main form of exercise, but I try to bolster it with occasional trips to the gym to hit the bike and weights.
Standing in front of the mirror, with a couple of weights in my hands, I looked at my reflection and thought, “You don’t look half bad you know.” I’ve never been one to be overly concerned about body image. A long time ago I accepted the shape I am. But today was the first time I looked at my reflection and looked at it in more than an accepting kind of way.
It’s been so long since I last wrote one of these that there are more than five last films. There are fourteen. October was a great film-watching month for me. Thanks to a longish-haul trip to London. Well, rather the flight back home to Bahrain. And the lull between TV seasons.
Rather than going through every single one of the films, I’m going to pick out five of my favourites of the last couple of months of film viewing.
Somehow I’ve managed to be in three different countries in the last month. I started October in London and ended it in Dubai. It didn’t even occur to me that this all happened in one month, as London already feels so long ago.
So with that in mind, I have to say, it’s been an eventful month. A long month. But in the good sense. In the sense that so much has happened in this one month that it feels like at least a couple of months have passed. I like these kinds of months.
Thirty-six. That’s how many hours we had in Dubai this weekend. And I think we made the most of it. It’s not long at all. And I’d made various lists of places to see and eat. Sure it was a little disappointing not being able to tick as many things off. BUT nothing beats some time away from home – feeling that holiday feeling. It’s been so long. (not counting that little trip to London)
Every Monday morning I wake up yearning after the weekend that’s just gone by, eagerly waiting for the next weekend to come. Sunday nights are the worst. Knowing that the following day begins the five long days until the next weekend arrives. Friday evening rolls around, everything resets. As cheesy as it sounds, it feels like anything is possible. Two whole days. DAMN.