#oneaday Day 573: Welcome to 2026

You get an old-school Paint.net sketch today as it's cold, I'm tired, I've just written 3,000 words about Wolfenstein 2009 (read 'em here!) and I have to work tomorrow. Also I can't be bothered to go upstairs to draw something on the tablet, even though I will have to go upstairs in order to go to bed at some point. Look, it's the first day of the new year, cut me some slack, okay?

New years are, of course, times for new beginnings and a sense of refreshment and renewal. As I've commented on before, there's no real magical reason that the last digit of the date increasing by one should have any real sort of "meaning", but it always does feel like a nice time to take stock of one's situation and figure out how one might want to improve one's lot, if indeed one is in a position where one's lot needs improving.

My lot does indeed need improving in numerous ways, so while I'm not sure I want to say that these are "new year's resolutions" as such, I do at least want to set out some things I want to achieve this year:

  • I will recommence dieting and stick to it for more than two weeks at a time. Two weeks appears to be something of a mental roadblock for me, so if I can survive past that, I can probably go for a lot longer. The latter half of the year hasn't really helped with all sorts of commitments that make sticking to a diet plan quite difficult, but new year, new you and all that, so both Andie and I have decided: starting from our next food shop (i.e. once all the remaining holiday "treats" are out of the house) we are both going to make a real go of it, as we could both really do with making that effort — me more than her by a considerable margin, I hasten to add.
  • I will get into the habit of doing some sort of daily exercise for at least 30 minutes. This, initially, will take two different forms: using my under-desk elliptical machine to give my legs a bit of a workout and, once we have Sorted The Spare Room Out, which is a job for the imminent future, using the at-home treadmill Andie bought a while back, but which neither of us have used all that much because there isn't really a good place to put it. Sorting The Spare Room Out will involve rearranging it in such a way that said treadmill can have a semi-permanent place to live, and thus we will both (hopefully) use it a lot more.
  • I will go to the doctor and see if they can do anything about my knee hurting. This is a lingering issue that is probably related to my lack of exercise and my weight problems, but it's got noticeably worse over the last couple of weeks, so I figure I should get it looked at properly.
  • I will make time to play the piano for at least half an hour at a time on at least three occasions per week. Long-term I will extend the individual sessions and aim for daily practice, but I am starting with a relatively humble goal that seems achievable.
  • I will do at least one piece of creative fiction writing per week.
  • I will practice my drawing with the tablet.
  • I will plan and begin writing an Evercade-related project that I've been milling over in my head for a long time.

There are probably some other things that I want to do, but I think that lot is a good starting point. Specific, measurable, attainable and all that nonsense. My overall "life situation" in terms of work, money and suchlike isn't in a terrible place right now, so it's the more "personal" side of things that I need to work on and fix. And while the "professional" and "financial" sides of things are comfortable, it would seem like a good time to make the "personal" comfortable too, non?

Oh, also, happy new year.


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#oneaday Day 149: Tomorrow I May Be Dead

Ominous title, I know. But given that I'm running a 10K tomorrow, it's entirely possible it might be true. Okay, it probably won't be true. But it's an eye-catching title if nothing else.

So yes. Let me start again. Tomorrow I am running the Bupa 10K in London in aid of Mind, a mental health charity that some friends and I decided to represent back towards the beginning of the year. So far I've raised £150.01 (thanks to Generous Sam for the extra penny) and hope that a few of you will be feeling generous in the next few hours. It'd be cool to get the total over £200 before I finish tomorrow. That'd be nice. If you'd like to sponsor me, go ahead.

I'm a little worried about the run itself, to be honest. Pacific time-friendly working hours have played havoc with the training regime I got myself into at the start of the year, and I haven't had nearly as much practice of going the whole distance as I hoped I would have by now. Still, I have done it a few times, so I know that I'm capable of it. It's just going to be a case of pacing myself and making sure that I keep pushing on regardless — the only difference will be the fact I have a magic chip on my shoe to reveal my embarrassing time to the world when I do eventually wheeze over the finish line.

But hey. If I do manage to complete it, that'll be a pretty big accomplishment. A long run and a healthy amount of money raised for charity. Not bad at all for a Bank Holiday Monday's work.

Beyond that, I couldn't say what's next. It would make sense to find something else to "aim" for, either personally, professionally, physically or all three. I'll cross that bridge when I come to it, though. For now, I just have to survive 10km of the London streets without collapsing and dying. Easier said than done, and if there's no Day 150, you'll know that I've bought it.

Positivity! Chances are, though, that I won't be dead and tomorrow evening there will be a Day 150 explaining politely that I am absolutely knackered and hope I never have to go through anything like that ever again. Or perhaps I'll be high on endorphins and writing complete nonsense. (No change there, then.)

Either way, I'm going to plug my sponsorship page again. If you have a few quid (or a lot of quid) to spare, then dig deep and chuck me and Mind some cash. Where? Right here.