Photograph of World War II soldiers marching on Kent Terrace, Wellington, past the Statue of Queen Victoria. Photograph taken between 1939-1945 by an unidentified photographer.
If you just learn a single trick, Scout, you’ll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks. You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view… Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.
A vision of the near future
Just saw a shag, a type of cormorant, fishing in a shallow bay.
A big gull flew over in the half light, looking to rob the shag.
Its dive was checked as the far smaller shag thrust out a spiky beak, seemingly more in annoyance than desire to wound.
Unoffended but hungry, the gull flew to the shore.
It watched as the shag tossed and swallowed small pieces of silver.
Would prefer a beer tho :/
Day 8: Vegetation
Gonna go for a 40-odd minute run, as prescribed for Wednesday of the second week of the army fitness challenge.
I’ll keep an eye out for this “strange orchid” along one of my favorite bush tracks. (Photo is from ‘Seasons in the Forest’ by Enting and Dawson.)
I’m not sure if my scheduled break from abstinence on Monday was a good idea. Sure I enjoyed it but I felt rough yesterday despite only having one beer.
Also I had an unexpectedly strong desire to consume cannabis. It was successfully resisted but it was like my body figured normal service was resumed and yowled for the drug like a kitten demanding milk.
Weirdly I feel strong despite wooziness, brought on perhaps by an infected thumb and antibiotics I’ve been taking.
The course is done but digit is not fixed unfortunately. However the whole process killed my appetite and I feel very light.
I did a half marathon for the first time a couple of weeks ago which I found difficult but was kinda surprised to discover actually requires very little food input. I think I had two bananas, a strong coffee and a couple of energy bars and didn’t feel underpowered.
It’s not like I’ve lost a lot of weight either so it appears you can exercise reasonably strenuously and maintain mass without stuffing your face.
It’s made me look at food differently, specifically the amount I thought was required. Also the feeling of fullness I always associated with a satisfying meal is now somewhat uncomfortable.
If I try to eat amounts similar to my previous intake I feel overstuffed, like my stomach has shrunk.
An animist would probably feel food, particularly meat, has or had a particularly lively spirit.
I’m trying to be more conscious of what I put in my mouth, eat slower and chew more, rather than just bite twice and swallow.
I figure if something had to die so I could consume it, at the very least I should taste it properly and only eat when I’m hungry and not just because I’m bored.
Maybe I can eat things I find in the forest. It’s probably not legal but I bet a kereru (huge native pigeon) is pretty tasty.
Apparently they’re central to the survival of the bush, playing a key role in seed dispersal.
Day 6: The essence of rock’n’roll
Dreamed a lot about Mötley Crüe for some reason last night. Main themes seemed to be rehab and whether or not we should be drinking beer.
Seems ironic to have one of the least abstemious bunch of trash heads on my mind when I’m living so clean.
Above is a photo I took of drummer Tommy Lee with dj Erick Morillo at Pacha Ibiza back in 2004, first published here: http://www.ibiza-spotlight.com/night/reviews/2004/steep_i.htm