Like last Friday, I am making a very late start, but at least I got up at a reasonable time (10 AM), after yesterday’s very long day in London. Although I do have a tendency to panic and get all worked up when I start late at this, I’m really not too bothered today, as I have already got a few things ‘ under my belt’ as such, and this also includes a ‘belt tightening’ swimming session! I really should be getting on with some text for my main website, but after I left off on Friday with such a massive block of blog posts and Mind Pilot, I feel there is was a natural momentum that I had got started which I want to at least carry on for an hour or so this afternoon, before getting started on my other work. Thankfully, my mood has been kept pretty much on an even keel through the last few days, with a major sense of breakthrough after Sunday’s bike ride. Here’s a summary of the last few days, which I hope to stick into some longer blog posts shortly:
· Friday evening — went to bed after waffling on for over 8000 words that day, but still had plenty of thoughts buzzing around, and was still awake at dawn the following morning. Perhaps writing that much content had made me a little bit manic, and apart from when we came back very late from Liverpool couple of weeks ago, this was certainly the first time I’d stay up until dawn for quite a while.
· Saturday — relaxed all-day, but still got up just before 10 to go to Birmingham. This could potentially develop into quite a long blog post, but for now I’m putting it to one side.
· Sunday — I got up with the intention of joining the local cycling club which is supposed to meet in a nearby park at 9 AM. Although this was a part of Sunday morning I’m not normally used to seeing, I didn’t actually get out of the house until nine, and it was only then that I realised that my spare bike, which I keep at the back of the house, had two flat tyres. The rear wheel was also rubbing against the frame, and this was proving to be very difficult to sort out, so I wasn’t finally ready to leave the house until 9:45. Having missed the cycling club, I wanted to make sure that I went on a decent enough bike ride on my own, so I headed off towards the Cotswolds. Needless to say, some eight hours later, I finally made it back home, and this felt like a real return to form, as I hadn’t cycled this kind of distance since the summer of 2007, just before my last serious manic episode kicked off.
· Monday — after Sunday’s marathon cycle ride, I was glad that I could still get up in time to make the train for a lunchtime event in London, where I had been asked to be a panellist. This was a rare opportunity to talk about the industry I work in, and it was nice to be sitting next to other panellists who represented businesses far larger than my own. Come to think of it, considering how much most people are supposed to have a total fear of public speaking, than event actually went extremely smoothly, so I hope I can get another opportunity to do something similar soon. After the event, I decided to go for a walk from the event hotel in Bloomsbury to the Tate Modern, but by chance ended up meeting up with another person from the Internet industry, who just happened to be having a drink with one or the other people from the event I just attended. I was then supposed to meet a friend for curry, but his phone seems to be on the blink, so I ended up making a brief visit to the Tate modern, before grabbing some food inside St Pancras International and then heading home.