My job and other hobbies ... well ... hobby.

It seems these days, you’re never doing enough. My contract is up for extension and already ‘the management’ (same IQ as Hale and Pace only not as smartly dressed) is on the defensive offence. I handle more workload, bite my tongue more than I should, take unpaid leave and have not has a single sick day. Yet, there are things I need to address.

 

 

How lucky am I that despite these flaws, they (the management) have been kind hearted enough to allow me to stay 5 months beyond my initial contract (because I needed them) and are now wanting to extend it a further 4 months to give me the opportunity to better myself.

 

 

I’m so lucky to have the opportunity. I think I’ll go for a run.

• 242 consecutive days
• 400 km for the month (hasn’t happened since 2008!)
• No apparent injuries though the toe thing is always going to have to be looked after unless I have it cut.

Having had the stuffing knocked out of me from many quarters, It’s a blessing that I can get out and even more of a blessing that I can come home without having to worry that I’m being selfish and indulgent (isn’t that called ‘self-indulgence’?). Of course I am ... but that’s what most people who run are, aren’t they?