Lafo is the electronic semi-pseudonym for he who used to sit above the glass ceiling living the corporate dream and has given that up to throw his energy into the renewable emergency. He traded the hospitality suite for the enjoyable chaos of building renewable energy projects.
To overcome his impulse to avoid working out he tricks himself with computer generated workouts, runs half marathons, duathlons, and shorter races. When travelling he works out in hotel rooms when traveling and when at home exercises in his tiny London living quarters because he doesn’t have the space to lay out a proper Cross-Fit gym.
July 23, 2007 at 10:33 pm |
Entertaining stuff, Paul. Must be that Limey air across The Pond. Thanks for the invitation!
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DD
July 25, 2007 at 9:49 am |
Great to see you are still at it. You have the gift. Looking forward to your novel. Expect it will ammuse and inspire…
July 25, 2007 at 7:55 pm |
From the moment we met – I thought that you bore an uncanny resemblance to Denis Leary. Now I realise that you are not only his better looking but also his more creative and talented twin!
August 21, 2007 at 9:50 pm |
Sai Moo Baba- this blog proves you have gone totally insane and have far too much time on your hands in Londonistan!
August 21, 2007 at 10:43 pm |
Is it me, or is David Coatsworth coming-on to LaFo? Like he said, David, “you can read this blog to see what it’s like…but you can’t join the club.” So stop sucking up!
LaFo, you god of wordsmith and wit, keep feeding us the views. It’s a great counter to the wife’s TV show, The View, where women rant on-and-on about crap just so they can argue about something and make themselves feel superior. It is nice to get a perspective from someone who actually is.
Ah sh*t, there I go coming-on to LaFo… Man, it’s so easy to fall into his trap, isn’t it???