Link love (Powered by morning chills and eclairs)

I seriously don’t understand people who go tramping/hiking for fun. Back in high school, my friends and I’d go roaming around the bush/creeks/cliffs/beaches just out the back of our suburb for hours in our downtime. Today, doing the same kind of thing is really not all that enjoyable, but at least it’s a good workout.

Last weekend we made the journey out to Kitekite Falls at Piha, which looks a heckuva lot like Karekare falls, but is much harder to get to.

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It was way too icy to swim by my standards – wading around int he shallows for a bit completely numbed me from ankles to toes – but worth the trek anyway.

Along the way, we saw St John Ambulance staff helping out someone to the side of the trail – we’re still not sure what happened – and heard a rather loud alarm go off at one point … again, not quite sure what that might have been for (shark sighting? tsunami warning?) but there were no emergency vehicles or any sort of commotion when we left, so it can’t have been TOO bad.

To the links!

SO true. The best and worst things about getting older, by Obsessions of a Workaholic

And another hilarious piece by The Frugal Model: Friends don’t let friends…

Thinking it’s time to quit your job? Examine your reasons – remember, there is potential to be unhappy anywhere. Via Dumb Little Man

I can relate, very much, to Donna Freedman’s post today on family and forgiveness

Both Krystal and The Asian Pear just wrapped up their pescatarian challenges and have some insights to share

It is okay to be (relatively) unremarkable. We can’t all be rockstars, and that’s okay, via Grow. (Related: my ramblings on how my dreams have changed over time)

A cautionary tale from Social Diary for anyone who’s ever been filmed for TV broadcast in any capacity. Be aware of your rights…

Ashley totally killed it this week with all her posts. Here’s a quote from one that really resounded:

“I have known about myself for a long time that I am kind, but not particularly generous. I am especially selfish with my time. Most introverts can probably be accused of this, since we need so much time to ourselves, but even my introvert friends are more generous with their time than I am.  I hoard time and protect my freedom like the world is out to collect.”

Finally, I’m late to this one, but still wanted to highlight it anyway: true confessions of a mean girl. I wonder if this is true universally? Can one be popular without being mean and without the cliquey infighting? Thanks to one of my close friends in my younger years, I occasionally had reason to interact with THE single most popular girl (the most awkward point culminating in my dad driving us both to school one morning, without my actual friend there to act as a buffer – she stayed home sick that day, I think). And in about 8 years total of being at the same school as her, I really never got any of those impressions; she seemed above it all.

 

5 thoughts on “Link love (Powered by morning chills and eclairs)

  1. I’m guessing that I don’t actually find hiking as fun as I used to anymore either but it’s the one kind of exercise I could probably still do without injuring or crippling myself (unless I totally overdo it in which case all bets are off). Though I must say, the Muir Woods are rather peaceful, beautiful and not at all bad to wander around in at a leisurely pace.

    PiC has the same feelings about the beach: not terribly into it since he spends plenty of time “working” there.

  2. I was dumb enough to jump into one of those icy ponds in high school. We all decided to do it to show that we had balls of steel, and in the end, we were lucky that we didn’t get or feel too sick! *shudder*

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