Fitness and other Ludicrous Fantasies
I’m trying to get back to some semblance of fitness.
My little guy is a bit young for organized sports, although the older son did play basketball and football in school.
Myself, the occasional hike and a light workout.
We have a rowing cycle and some dumbbells. amazingly enough, they do get used.
We were in the mountains last weekend. The area is called Pandaan. It’s about two hours away from Surabaya. We were quite close to Tretes. The mountains are stunning.
A few references were made to “Gurus in the mist.”
Not the lamest of puns that day.
Still sporting a nasty bruise. A sudden rain hit and I went sliding off the side of the mountain and bounced off a couple of trees. I think the local foliage came off worse than me.
One of the guides said I flew about 6 meters.
How’s that for eco-terrorism?
Don’t like those trees?
Launch the chubby Canuck at them.
Ended up with a nasty gash along my side, some interesting colour for a couple of weeks, and a pulled muscle. Thank (insert deity/role model/superstition here) for traditional massage.
I’ve added a healthy diet to my exercise and am showing some signs of progress.
Although it may seem sacrilegious (even to a non-betting man) I have slowed my consumption of beer to weekends only. So far 5 kilos have departed for parts unknown. I suspect they’re lurking and may pounce once this current hysteria for health leaves me.
Our thanks to Wayne Duplessis for his series of short narratives on his years living in Indonesia - working as a teacher, raising a family, traveling and generally enjoying life - from 1996 to the present.