Gym-Phobic

So I was due to go to a spinning class at 10am this morning but conveniently didn't get up in time. I had an internal dialogue that went along the lines of:

I'll get up in 5 mins and that will give me enough time to wake up properly and stretch before going to the gym. Wish I could just go to the gym and not go to spinning - I don't like spinning I am too fat and it hurts my bum. Well maybe if I just go to the gym then I can start spinning when I have lost some more weight so it doesn't hurt my bum so much and isn't so hard on my knees. Well if I am just going to go to the gym I may as well have another 20 mins in bed and go later and then have a latte and read the papers with The Boy and go at lunch time.

So here I am - not yet at the gym, not been to spinning and a bit miffed with myself for talking myself out of it. Off to the gym around 12ish when all the milk from the latte stops swilling about inside.

To top it off have been gardening with The Boy (front hedge and lawn trimmed, back lawn in progress) and am now sneezing like a goodun!

Ah well the joys of English summer.

Sofa surfing

So I have been out of work for two and a half weeks now. I have met and spoken with more than 10 recruiters and have had two interviews. I know that something will come up but I am starting to get a little worried.

Yesterday was a bad day; I was feeling really sorry for myself and as a result spent the day on the sofa surfing the internet and watching rubbish TV. So I am up to date with Twitter, have an all time high score on Bejewelled Blitz and have found a pair of shoes I really want to buy.

However, until I have work any retail therapy will have to wait. Then to top it all I didn't get paid - thankfully I have savings to see me through for a bit but not getting paid is a bit of a blow. Have sent chasing emails so will have to wait and see. Not the end of the world though as if they pay me next month I may not feel this break in work so much in my pocket.

So why am I not getting work - partly because there are so many good candidates out there and partly because I fall between the operational/strategic gap: not enough strategy - too senior for just operations. I just need someone to take a gamble on me.

So today is a new day - new start. Start of my new blog; back to the gym (10lbs down so far another 60lbs to go); going to get hair and makeup sorted and no more feeling sorry for myself.

Right - onwards.

TTFN