"From Monday to Friday," I tell the wife, "I'll be doing 100 push-ups. And Tuesday, Thursday, and I think Saturday, 100 squats. Oh, and I'll be aiming to run 20km per week." She looks at me like I'm mad. "What for? What'd you pushing yourself so hard for?" "I gained three kilos since the lockdown,"... Continue Reading →
All work is theatre
I came across a post on Reddit by someone who was working from home. He wrote that he felt guilty having on occasions hours to spare. "I feel really guilty," he writes, "when sometimes I have absolutely nothing to do. Does anyone else feel that way?" The overwhelming response was that it was ok to... Continue Reading →