A Lady Stole My Heart Today

At the gym. ¬†Sitting right next to me in our spin session. A lovely lass – she pushed the right buttons and stole my heart. Well, my heart rate, to be specific. Just before the gruelling hour of spinning began, she tried to get the new electronic device attached to her bike to sync with…

The Instrumented Self

What if you could instrument activities in your life, analyse them, and learn from them? What if you socialised that data, or produced analysis centres which found patterns? I spent 30 minutes thinking about this after my internet connection went down, and came up with a bunch of questions. The Instrumented Self Instrument your heart.…