At first, starting back in March, I noted everything I did down meticulously in my large (paper) agenda. The agenda I especially decorated, snappy stickers plus extra paper taped in for me to jot my random observations and scraggly scrawls, bits of poems.   August 31:  I opened my agenda and saw that I had entirely skipped the month, four weeks of blankness greeted me.   I am not one of the people that went crazy during lock down in the Netherlands. I organized shopping, leaving my apartment once a fortnight to gather and forage supplies.  I realized that here was my chance to become my own personal trainer and get to the root of my coordination problems (and by doing so eliminate the possibility that I would drown my overweight self in…