So, this one is still bugging me.
I’ve still not come to terms with retiring my stretched lobes – it’s odd, whilst I’m more than aware that my stretched lobes are not that important in terms of defining me, I still can’t bring myself to shrink them.
The idea of taping them and just getting on with business is looking more and more appealing. I’m just scared that I’ll look like a twat, I guess – some might suggest that I already do, of course.
My judogi is still in my wardrobe – probably a touch musty (if that’s the right word- ‘cupboardy’ sounds a lot more pleasant), but that’s nothing that can’t be cured by chucking it into the washing machine.
I’m needing to do some sort of sport or activity – I exercise, yes, but keeping the motivation up is hard- exercising for something helps keep the focus.
Then again, perhaps this is my mid-life crisis. Some people go out and buy a motorbike – I already have one of those (more than one, in fact). On second thoughts, a mid-life crisis for me would be to start dressing in a suit and get a job in a bank or something… :)
