Friday, 27 September 2013

This year so far......

Well Hello there!

It appears I haven't blogged since December. Not on purpose really, but because so much has happened I haven't really had time. In my last blog I had booked a gym instructor course and couldn't wait for it to get started. Well, I can't believe how quickly the time has flown because I am now a qualified gym instructor. Hooray for me!! 

I completed all the home learning and passed all my coursework. Then it was time for the three day course. I was really nervous building up to the first day, but once I met everyone and realised it was other people like me on the course I was fine! So, once I found I'd passed, I thought it would be easy to find a job! Ha! How stupid was I!!!! (Don't answer that please, I know the answer)

I enquired with most gyms locally. Some had nothing no positions at the moment, some never responded and I got an interview at one. It was a ladies only gym....perfect I thought.....not so much it turned out. I rocked up for my interview and spoke to the lady on reception who took my name and said "someone will be with you shortly, take a seat" I waited patiently for about 10mins. The lady I originally spoke to kept making eye contact with me and smiling but not saying anything, just kept tapping away on her computer. Then she grabbed her coat and said she'd be about 5 mins and be right with me. Now I'm thinking, are you who I'm seeing for my interview? As she never introduced herself or made it clear that she would be interviewing me, just that someone would be with me. It was all a bit weird to be honest. So 5mins later she comes back, takes her coat off, NOW introduces herself and we crack on with the interview! I never got the job. But to be honest, I'm glad! How hard would it have been to say when I came in,"Hi Marie, I'm (insert any name here), I'm running a bit late. I'll be about 15mins. Take a seat and ill be right with you". In the words of my Dad "Is it me!!"  For me, it's all about first impressions. If the first impression is not good we're already off on the wrong foot. I can't stand bad first impressions. About as much as I can't stand weak hand shakes. I hate it. Especially, if you shake a mans hand and its a pathetic, wet blanket of a shake. Grrrr! 

So anyways, I decided I wasn't going to apply for anymore and just carry on with my studies and keep going to the gym and taking part in as many classes as I could. Then one day, I see an advertisement for a part-time fitness consultant at a local leisure centre, that is going to re-open after a major refurb. So I apply, get an interview and lo-and-behold I only got the job. Hooray for me!!!! *does little claps*  

 I actually love my job and I actually never thought I would ever utter those words. There is no pressure and I don't have to rely on anyone else, but me, to be able to do my job correctly. It also doesn't feel like I'm going to work when I'm there. Which is a lovely feeling. 

So that's that. I will be finishing my PT coursed in December and have a few plans/ideas to get ready for the new year.

Not to end on a bad note. But although this has turned out to be a good year work wise. It has been a bad year personally as my Dad and Godfather both got diagnosed with Cancer. Dad with Cancer of the oesophagus, and Robert with lung Cancer. 
You can follow my Dads blog here. His blogs are fab but the last one he just wrote makes me cry so you have been warned! I am thinking of writing one about it all as well, but we shall see.................

                                          Holly & I running the Race for Life in June.

1 comment:

  1. I remember years and years and years and years ago, how old are you now? Anyway, you were still at college and you were studying to be a fitness instructor or some such thing as that all you had wanted to do since you were about 12. It was a Saturday and you had had a long lie as you were on lates in the part time job you had with Burger King and I had just prepared lunch, al fresco in the garden of baked whole trout, home made potatoe salad, tomatoes dripping in extra virgin olive oil and a big bowl of greens.

    You appeared at the back door and sat down with mum and me and we were about to start and you suddenly shrieked in pain. I remember mum and me panicking and we got you into the car and took you to the hospital. I still can't think for the life of me why we took you to Harold Wood and not Basildon, but no matter, we got you there and it was discovered that your appendix had burst ........ That knocked you for six and for some reason you didn't continue with your studies even although you and I had travelled to Leicester to check out the University that you wanted to go to.

    So after all these years, you've done it and qualified and you know how proud this makes me feel that you have finally achieved a child hood ambition and you are happy and even allowing for this little hiccup in my life and that I may not be around for as long as we would like, never forget how proud of you I am and how much I love you. I know I was away for a while working, in the army and then off to London for a couple of years while you were still in Inverness and that money was always tight, but out of my mistakes you learned, so that's good right.....

    Don't be sad my darling, you have a wonderful husband in Peter and two great kids and mum says she will be around in to her 90's so you will always have her around being the royal pain that she is to us all (xxxxx) and I will always be proud of you and love you Jesuits stop giving me that despairing look when I do something that you disapprove of, it scares me xxxxx :-)