Just a very ordinary Monday in arts marketing. No goss. Lots of work. Watched a bit of the London Marathon on Sunday and as i do every year have decided to try and take part in the next one. I always find it inspirational. Sadly, this never manages to convert me to action. I think i prefer to cry at the TV in a kind of 'look how brave they are...' then go back to eating chips/smoking fags/drinking lager. I'm confident i'm not alone in this kind of self loathing, but frankly i bore myself. What i need is to snap out of it - to say 'look; life is not a rehearsal - get off your fat arse'. Am i the only one that thinks if i were to start being a better person, it would temp fate, and some disfiguring disease would be inflicted on me?? Like- i'm convinced if i stopped smoking i'd get lung cancer? Well, let me know your thoughts!...