So here we are, on WordPress, and attempting to create post number one — unless the previous taco-related one counts as a first?
A bit about this week: it has been filled with bits and bobs. I won’t talk about the details of my job search, but I will say that things are going well and I am looking forward to, er, be like my friends (!) again, and go to work. It has been an intense effort so far, full of learnings about myself along the way. But now, I am looking forward to making a difference in a great organisation and impress a new boss. Bring it on, people!
Taking advantage of my free time over the past 4 months has been harder than expected, because I discovered that I didn’t have that much of it. For that reason, the recent break to Canada with Stephen was a very, very welcome pause.
This week I have been afflicted by jet lag and a rather nasty cold, which kept me indoors most of the time, except for a little outing yesterday and one today, to shop for essential tools in view of two projects: one, to start running again, and two, to sew some clothes!
I had not run much since the Bath Half, aside from a 20-minute jog a couple of weeks ago. Truly I was being lazy and busy at the same time, but also I needed to acquire a new pair of shoes, after spending roughly a month recovering from 6 nasty blisters and blackened toes. This should now be a thing of the past, as I have acquired my new training shoes — experimenting with Brooks for a change, to see if they do the trick with my flat feet and over-pronation issues. And for races, I am lusting over a pair of truly fly little beauties. Possibly one way to reward myself once the new job is secured on paper – yay!
On the other hand, I was also lusting today over a pair of tailoring shears (I know, this may sound odd). Inspired by my lovely sister in law, I purchased a couple of beginners’ sewing books and got some of the necessary tools to complement the mid-seventies sewing machine my mum got me. The project: a white ruffle cotton skirt. Today I was experimenting with the machine’s settings on an old tea towel while the fabric I bought was going through its first washing cycle (cotton shrinks). The tea towel is no more.
