Bitch on the Blog

April 29, 2010

Alive, kicking and screaming

Filed under: Psychology — bitchontheblog @ 08:46
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Am really annoyed and disenchanted with myself this minute. Have to meet bloody deadline (four hours). Haven’t written one word yet. Instead of which I surf the blogs of my near and not so dear, leaving clever comments. I think it’s called  ‘displacement’. I call it, amongst many worse things,  ‘warm up’  and, more accurately, ‘procrastination’. I recently, Cheerful Monk and Marianna take note, read a book on procrastination. Whilst illuminating, and a fine way of losing the best part of an afternoon, I realised that ALL I was doing was procrastinating that which demanded urgent attention.

That’s the power of books. They keep you rooted to the spot.




  1. Going up a steep incline on my cross country skis, I saw a woman at the top talking on her cell phone. Obviously she was procrastinating, avoiding, skiing down that scary slope as I always am. I made some clever comment, I forget what, & she said, That’s it or I forget exactly what.

    On the floor here is a sweat shirt in pieces that says NOTRE DAME The fighting Irish. Someone gave it to me. My husband doesn’t want it so I’m cutting it down to fit me. I’ll probably only wear it once WHENEVER I finish it. Where did I get the notion that what is started must be finished. Like reading a boring book to the last page. I do that.

    Comment by bikehikebabe — April 29, 2010 @ 13:23 | Reply

    • Bike Hike Babe. I loved skiing – particularly downhill. Having lived for nearly twenty five years in a snow free zone (South of England) I’ve probably lost the knack.

      Good luck with the sweat shirt. Try not to wear it in the company of anyone either French or Irish. As to boring books: I am more ruthless than you. Unless something grips me, for whatever reason (even BAD writing) by, say, page 50 I’ll fling it.

      The mediocre news is that my deadline has been extended to Tuesday. Which is not as good as it sounds. All it does is proloning the agony instead of forcing me to deliver here and now.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 29, 2010 @ 14:03 | Edit This | Reply

      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 29, 2010 @ 14:06 | Reply

  2. Ursula, you can always post the topic you are writing on and let the rest of us help!

    Comment by Looney — April 29, 2010 @ 15:38 | Reply

    • Looney, thank you for your kind offer. Unfortunately I am not the easiest person to help as anyone who knows me will, sourly, testify. Secondly, I don’t even know what I am supposed to be writing about. Still, might take you up on your suggestion unless my brain manages to clear fog in the meantime.


      Comment by Ursula — April 29, 2010 @ 16:15 | Reply

  3. Ursula, I also wanted to compliment you on your blog title. From my time working in England, it reminds me of all the quaint places and their names: Stratford on the Avon, Wark on the Tyne … then there is Frankfurt am Main. Makes me want to take my bicycle back there and crank out a few more hundred mile rides across the countryside. Thatched roofs, old farms, stone walls with centuries old oak trees growing on and around them …

    Comment by Looney — April 29, 2010 @ 16:31 | Reply

    • Oh Looney, I used to do those 100 mile bicycle rides. Called Century rides. Makes me tired to think of them.

      Near the beginning of one, the racers were up front & came to a sign pulled to the edge of the road. Sign was warning of some possible hazard. When I got there, was a pile-up. Some broken arms & legs.

      I rode an old clunker (one speed) bike down country roads in Ireland & saw the thatched roofs, old farms & stone walls of which you write.

      Comment by bikehikebabe — April 29, 2010 @ 17:22 | Reply

      • BHB, do you still get those rides in? I was one of those bike racers when I was young – except that I road alone in East Tennessee covering countless country roads. I gave it up to focus on college, but twenty years later was sent to work in Devon for a few months. I bought a bike for transportation and after a few weeks was doing hundred mile rides again. It really was a delight beyond imagination.

        Now I need to do the High Road To Taos!

        Comment by Looney — April 30, 2010 @ 14:31 | Reply

  4. My husband has ridden his bicycle to work for 52 years. He gave me a bicycle for my wedding present. I rode it to work through downtown New Haven.

    When you do the 100 mi. Enchanted Circle bike tour/race, you go through Taos but start at Red River.

    I’m too old for that. I used to do a 34 mile loop with elevation, every other day to train for those. The “Cyclones” did a week tour with husbands in Colorado every year (60 miles a day), but the men did as well as we did even tho’ they didn’t train.

    Comment by bikehikebabe — April 30, 2010 @ 19:53 | Reply

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