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Lots of stuff including Art

Lots of stuff including Art
Newport lad from Crindau, and Ceredigion resident for 27 years: former firefighter Roger Bennett

6 July 2009

Social networking


The 35 minute walk is not too long. It's just right for a healthy lifestyle and to fit neatly into the lunch break. The hill work raises the heart rate, but the total distance is probably not that far. However, distance is always relative. And whatever the walking distance, the length of road journeys and the duration of a flight - what never ceases to amaze me is the way in which Social Networking sites and mobiles phone connections really do shrink our World. I just received a tagged photograph on Facebook of Jeffery A. Adjei, AKA Jeffers. It is really nice to see Jeffery and Tamara looking so happy and enjoying time with friends. It was also nice to receive a text message from Jeffery in Ghana the other day at just gone Midnight. Albeit the circumstances of the text message was not so good as he was enquiring about the Michael Jackson news. What was good, was the ability to instantly interact across Continents, and all in all it really is quite inexpensive for what you are actually achieving.

Hills

316 lengths is good, but of course it's not the be all and end all of the physical activity regime. Today I managed that walk during my lunch break. Out of my current office and up a hill, down another hill, up a third and much steeper hill and then back down the original hill and into the office. 35 minutes in all and that really got the heart and lungs pounding. I cannot remember seeing that many hills in Ghana. They were there as I remember the trek by taxi through the pot hole ridden roads to and from Mrs. G's in the severe rain and flooding, but whenever I was walking it was always on the flat.
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