I think that my body as just as short an attention span as my mind, these days. I spent the last two days sitting still in the same chair and answering support tickets (down to 30 from 70, of which 13 are from two extremely prolific users). Now my back hurts. I find that I can mitigate this somewhat with stretching and exercise … but the way to nip it in the bud is simply to not sit in the same chair for an entire day. If I move from the office chair to the couch, to the dining room table … I never even get sore.
Anyway, the ticket system is much better. Hopefully the remaining tickets can be cleared out for the new year with a little more squeezing.
The problem du jour is to write my GDMF report for Intel. I’ve got the document out and open, and all my results in various tables and spreadsheets. Now I just need to finish it. Why do I fear finishing things? Is this a personality flaw? Bad habit?
I guess I’m pretty much done with this post, except that once I hit “submit”, I’m closing the web browser and typing text until the report is in draft form … so maybe just another paragraph?
Oh yeah: It’s sparring night at the gym. I went five, 90 second rounds with that same 50 year old cop a week back, and once again found myself about ready to hurl from the sheer cardeo exertion. Sparring is the only exercise activity I’ve found other than climbing which demands absolute, total focus in this way. In climbing, if your mind wanders, you fall. Instant punishment. When sparring, if you start wondering about that bug in that script you were writing, you get hit. Same deal. I love it.
Okay. No kidding now. Writing.
Except maybe some fresh tea first …
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