I am back in the UK having spent a wonderful 11 days in Cirali, Turkey on honeymoon. I highly recommend Cirali - it's quiet, the sea is crystal clear with dozens of colourful fish species, turtles, squid and so forth. The food is good and the countryside in and around the mountains is fantastic. As well as snorkeling in the sea, another must-do in Cirali is to take the steep climb up the mountain to see the "Chimaera" - the fire breathing monster of the mountains: http://www.livius.org/a/turkey/chimaera/chimaera.html
Thus, combined with a Mediterranean diet and no alcohol, a result of all this swimming, climbing and mountain biking is that I've returned rather fit, or at least, sizably fitter than before.
Tuesday, 26 August 2008
Thursday, 7 August 2008
Friday, 1 August 2008
Boundaries...
I've noticed a curious phenomena recently - other people really, really like deciding on my behalf what I eat and drink. A case in point: I've recently given up the booze. Nothing major in that really, I've just given up my regular (and slightly excessive) consumption of red wine and all other alcoholic drinks.
The final deciding factor was attending the Alan Carr Easyway centre in London for a workshop about the Easyway for quitting booze. It is a truely excellent workshop and I was a total convert in the first 20 minutes. More on this in a later blog entry.
Now, to the case in point - trying to tell people "no" and getting them to hear it is not always an easy thing.
The scene - a wedding last week.
"Hi, great to see you, want a drink?"
"Lovely thank you - diet coke, please."
"Awww...c'mon, it's a wedding. Have a beer!"
"No, really, just a diet coke is fine."
"What's the matter, you driving tonight? Go on, you can still have just the one!"
"No really, just a diet coke is fine."
"Hey Jim, get him a large beer...well done, man....here you go Andy, get that down your neck!"
"No, really, just a diet coke is fine."
I've had the same situation replicate itself several times in the past two weeks. It's endless. I also find it quite, quite disrespectful.
Picture the scene...
"Hi, great to see you, want a shag?"
"No really, just shaking hands is fine for me, thanks."
"Awww...c'mon, it's a party! Have a shag!"
"No, really, just shaking hands was enough, thank you."
"What's the matter, are you a lesbian or something? Go on, you can still have a quick shag."
"No, really, just shaking hands was quite enough thank you."
"Hey Jim, get her some lube... there you go Sally, put that on your bits!"
And so on.
Here's the simple message. No means no.
The final deciding factor was attending the Alan Carr Easyway centre in London for a workshop about the Easyway for quitting booze. It is a truely excellent workshop and I was a total convert in the first 20 minutes. More on this in a later blog entry.
Now, to the case in point - trying to tell people "no" and getting them to hear it is not always an easy thing.
The scene - a wedding last week.
"Hi, great to see you, want a drink?"
"Lovely thank you - diet coke, please."
"Awww...c'mon, it's a wedding. Have a beer!"
"No, really, just a diet coke is fine."
"What's the matter, you driving tonight? Go on, you can still have just the one!"
"No really, just a diet coke is fine."
"Hey Jim, get him a large beer...well done, man....here you go Andy, get that down your neck!"
"No, really, just a diet coke is fine."
I've had the same situation replicate itself several times in the past two weeks. It's endless. I also find it quite, quite disrespectful.
Picture the scene...
"Hi, great to see you, want a shag?"
"No really, just shaking hands is fine for me, thanks."
"Awww...c'mon, it's a party! Have a shag!"
"No, really, just shaking hands was enough, thank you."
"What's the matter, are you a lesbian or something? Go on, you can still have a quick shag."
"No, really, just shaking hands was quite enough thank you."
"Hey Jim, get her some lube... there you go Sally, put that on your bits!"
And so on.
Here's the simple message. No means no.
Saturday, 19 July 2008
A dream....
I had a strange dream last night; I was back in neurosurgery, having decided to resume my career there. During this dream, I realised several things. Firstly, that from working there I was very fit - a combination of dragging myself several miles each morning and night to get to and from work, combined with a physically demanding and utterly thankless working day.
The other main thing I noticed was how unpleasant it all was - a combination of dragging myself several miles each morning and night to get to and from work, combined with a physically demanding and utterly thankless working day.
Curiously, in this dream I worked out that in order to be fit again I didn't need to go back to my former occupation in which I seemed to always lack a regular supply of prescribed psychotropics enjoyed by so many of my clinical colleagues in order to cope.
I woke up initially quite depressed. However a big mug of tea, a bath and some nice recreational intercourse and my mood was suitably lifted. Thus, once dressed, the first thing I did was to go and buy a mountain bike - something I'd been putting off for weeks now. The second thing was to clear Laura's garage and take stuff to the recycling depot, and the third thing I did today was dig an allotment.
Tomorrow. I'll go for a bike ride tomorrow...
The other main thing I noticed was how unpleasant it all was - a combination of dragging myself several miles each morning and night to get to and from work, combined with a physically demanding and utterly thankless working day.
Curiously, in this dream I worked out that in order to be fit again I didn't need to go back to my former occupation in which I seemed to always lack a regular supply of prescribed psychotropics enjoyed by so many of my clinical colleagues in order to cope.
I woke up initially quite depressed. However a big mug of tea, a bath and some nice recreational intercourse and my mood was suitably lifted. Thus, once dressed, the first thing I did was to go and buy a mountain bike - something I'd been putting off for weeks now. The second thing was to clear Laura's garage and take stuff to the recycling depot, and the third thing I did today was dig an allotment.
Tomorrow. I'll go for a bike ride tomorrow...
Thursday, 10 July 2008
Saturday, 5 July 2008
Moving Forward...
I'm teaching an "Inner Game of Weight Loss" workshop today. Here's a thought, and something I'll be exploring wih the group.
When you put your "best foot forward" and take that first step, which foot is your best foot, and how exactly do you make/take the second step? (Literally, as in using your body). How do you make/take subsequent steps?
As I say, it is just a thought.
When you put your "best foot forward" and take that first step, which foot is your best foot, and how exactly do you make/take the second step? (Literally, as in using your body). How do you make/take subsequent steps?
As I say, it is just a thought.
Wednesday, 2 July 2008
EFT, TFT and Tapping...
I keep getting questions about EFT, TFT and tapping. I'm not able to answer all the emails, sorry, because I get so many from people who want to discuss these things in depth and I really don't have all that much spare time (nor interest).
So, in order to answer all the tapping related questions at once, I made this: http://tappingforcash.com
Video and free downloads will be added in due course.
So, in order to answer all the tapping related questions at once, I made this: http://tappingforcash.com
Video and free downloads will be added in due course.
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