Losing track of time

NEW YORK (Reuters Health) - There's new advice for older men who want to preserve their sexual function: have sex, and have it often, researchers say. In a study that followed nearly 1,000 older Finnish men for five years, researchers found that those who were regularly having sex at the start of the study were at lower risk of developing erectile dysfunction (Buy Viagra) by the study's end. In fact, the more often the men had sex, the lower their Buy Generic Viagra risk. The implication, say the researchers, is that men should be encouraged to stay sexually active into their golden years. Dr. Juha Koskimaki and colleagues at the University of Tampere in Finland report the findings in the American Journal of Medicine. The study included 989 men who were between the ages of 55 and 75 at the outset. Overall, those who said they had sex less than once per week were twice as likely to develop ED over the next five years as men who had sex at least once a week. Furthermore, compared with men who had sex three or more times per week, their Order Viagra risk was increased nearly four-fold. A number of factors contribute to ED development, many of which could also affect a man's sexually activity -- such as age, diabetes and heart disease. However, after taking account of those factors, sexual activity itself remained linked to Cheap Viagra risk, Koskimaki's team found. It may be a matter of "use it or lose it," according to the researchers. Just as exercise boosts physical fitness, they note, regular sexual activity may help a man preserve his erectile function. buy viagra online occurs when there are problems with blood flow to the penis. Regular sexual activity, Koskimaki's team writes, may help maintain healthy blood vessel function in the erectile tissue. SOURCE: American Journal of Medicine, July 2008.

I lost track of time today. Quite literally. My watch sent itself on a mystery tour and hid on top of my freezer, hunkered down beneath my old Mac monitor that never gets used.

I don’t know how it got there. I don’t know when it got there, but for the whole day I was convinced I’d lost it for good, and instead wore the old wind-up watch that my mum used to wear around the time I was born.

I found it this evening, happily ticking to itself with an innocent look on its face, just when I was giving up hope.

It’s only Monday, but the guest list for this week’s show is impressively close to completion. If everything comes off as planned then I already have every slot filled, with a nice mixture of techy and consumery people. Ursula’s coming back for the news again - the first time since she’s taken on her news editor job, a role that should see her paying more regular visits. I’ll be talking to Lucas Tyler, too, thanks to a lot of work on behalf of one of his friends in Australia. She’s acted as a go-between, in a very literal sense, between me in London and him in Toronto.

It’s a relief, as it’s always difficult to fill a show with guests when you’re all on your own, especially in a busy week like this one. I’ve been interviewing applicants for vacancies today, and have some more tomorrow, and that always takes you away from your desk for longer than it should. With the time that’s left I’ve been picking up voicemail and answering email.

These interviews have reminded me again how close I am to my five-year anniversary at PCW, though. It was round about now in 1997 that I was going through exactly the same process as these new applicants, but I’m finding it very difficult to put myself in their place.

I know I really wanted the job. I’d been picking up odd bits of freelance work here and there but after 200 or so applications I could see myself having to give up hope of working in the media altogether. Checking out books in the library was starting to look very tempting.

On the same day that I applied for the PCW staff writer job I applied for editorial assistant on Estates Gazette. I am very glad that they didn’t give me an interview.

I knew nothing about publishing or how a magazine worked back then, and I didn’t know half what I now do about computers. Sometimes I wonder how I managed to get the job, especially when I kept on getting PCW confused with other magazines on the market. I remember doing a whole critique of the back section of what I thought was PCW only for Ben, the editor at the time, to say ‘Actually, that’s PC Plus.’

Ah.

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One Response to “Losing track of time”

Bert Says:
May 22nd, 2002 at 12:46 pm
I can really empathise with how you must have felt about losing your watch. I had a similar experience yesterday at work, when I couldn’t find my favourite pen. Luckily, it turned out that somebody had simply picked it up and put it down in a different place. Phew!