What the hell am I doing?

I am writing less in this period because:

  • I am very unwell with my bones. Things seem to get worse day after day. I hope for a recovery.
  • I am focusing on my nutrition website, I want to turn it into a business. I am studying and writing more for it now.
  • I have less access to internet, with frequent isolation periods in my house in the countryside.

IIn the meanwhile I checked some interesting objectives form my 2012 to-do list.

I’ll be back.

Come on!

Being arbiter/judge in many sports may be a very stressing job, but I have the impression that being judge in fencing is a supreme ballbuster.

The poor guy has to go back and forth every time one of the competitors doesn’t like the result (that happens in the 99% of the actions).

Is this a sport!?

Even if I am a huge fan of the olympics, I must say that it is very, very hard to recognize some disciplines as “sports”. But while the winter olympics have their gem of ridiculousness in Curling, only now I discover that the summer olympics have a fierce antagonist: Dressage.

If you don’t know how it works, it’s simple: you have to ride a dancing horse inside a square. Love it, love it, love it.