In all my yammering about trains Tuesday (Wednesday's train fun: the wheels appeared to be slipping on the tracks at one point, forcing us to crawl our way to Fairwater in a way that was slightly reminiscent of my mother driving on ice), I forgot to mention the highlight of Tuesday: I managed to hold my breath for more than two minutes.
I was sitting in the train at the Radyr station, staring at the platform's digital clock, when I thought: "Hey, I'll pass the time by depriving myself of oxygen."
Curly says he's the type of person who has nothing better to do than sit around on a train platform for a few hours, and apparently I am, as well. But, still, two full minutes, bitches. Go ahead, try right now -- can you do better*?
I saw today that Malta is the fattest country in Europe. Congratulations, Malta, you fat bastards.
Of course, although Malta's average body mass index is 26.6, that is still comfortably better than my home country, where the average BMI is 29. Yes! Maybe some day we'll be able to rival Micronesia, where the average BMI is 32!
In case you're wondering, according to the BBC's BMI calculator, my BMI is 23.23. I am the picture of health, ladies.
Yes, I am lame for being impressed by this. I think I am most impressed by the outside-the-box thinking required to come up with the idea.
Best. Wikipedia. List. Ever.
*I get a sense that perhaps Omega can beat my attempt. He can probably also kill a shark with a bread knife at the same time.