Nutrition for Life
It occurs to me, at the end of a sleepy day spent translating Walter of Wimborne's Ave Virgo Mater Christi ( watch this space ) and marking final exercises in rhetoric, that...I'm very sleepy. Okay, so the point of trying to write right now was to take advantage of the few minutes that I have before going to practice to get in a "brief, daily session" of writing as per Robert Boice's excellent advice , but this is what tends to happen when I write when I'm tired: gibberish. Or maybe I am just wonderfully low on carbs at the moment so I am finding it hard to concentrate. No, I'm tired, and need to take another piece of Prof. Boice's advice and stop now before I work myself into tizzy. Because, see, I have done a fair amount of work today, not a lot, not loads , but some, just as much as I promised myself I should do. And now I want to stop and eat carbs. No, I didn't say that. I don't really, but I recognize the symptoms. I'm tired...