Weeknotes 86

A whole new treadmill arrived on Monday, as foreshadowed by the cryptic email. Opening another pristine box felt excessive when the old treadmill could have been repaired, but since the UK distributor just imports them from China I assume it’s cheaper, quicker and logistically simpler to send a new one straight from the warehouse than to try to fix mine and return it to me.

I didn’t ask for such a wasteful outcome but I feel a bit guilty about it anyway. Plus I wouldn’t have bothered repackaging the first treadmill quite so lovingly if I’d known it was going to be thrown unopened onto a massive tyre fire.

On the plus side, the new treadmill works great and exercising every day is already making me feel much better.

My shoulder’s fine again. Coincidence, or something more sinister?

I saw my parents and brother this weekend for the first time since Christmas Before. Things felt mostly normal: we ate, drank, joked and bickered as we usually do. It’s hard to be sure but I’m pretty confident nobody had COVID. The normality was nice.

We all watched A Quiet Place Part II which was both enjoyable and disappointing. The performances and action sequences were good, but there was so little actual plot that I found it hard to keep paying attention outside of the extremely tense bits. And overall it felt weirdly… unadventurous? The opening flashback is great, so it’s a shame they didn’t expand that sequence to make a more interesting prequel instead.

I’m tantalisingly close to the end of The Leftovers but not quite there yet because of the weekend away. I’ll have to come back to it next time.

13.9kg down.