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I booked onto an after-work training course for this evening – Tackling Homophobia in the Workplace – and when I walked in the first face I saw was that of a friend and colleague I’ve not seen for (we think) three years, maybe longer. The course was great, enjoyable and informative, but the the little surprise of seeing Dee for the first time in so long was the icing on the cake.
I finally sat down at 9:30pm to relax for the first time since 7am. Sorting the flat out, worked straight through lunch, 90-minute “commute” to tutor who boys who live elsewhere, shopping… Dinner and escapism with a dose of Arrowverse.
It’s been a hectic day, with the pupils all back from prelims so I’m onto a full timetable again. Barely time to sit back and breathe, pupils working on a project through lunch, paperwork once the bell went and taking stuff to the flat on the way home as I prep for the “big move”… It says something about a day when the highlight is getting to Asda at just the right time to net a pile of food for a quid. Still, it counts.
Niamh has been practising her writing… using chocolate. Anyone else do this? I’m quite impressed. You could write secret messages, and then eat them.
I’ve not been to Krav for around 2 months for various reasons, and I needed to get back into it. To push myself I opted to head to a 4-hour groundwork (grappling / wrestling) seminar. Prior to which I had the option of a regular 90-minute class. So, yes, of course I did.
Knackered, strained, bruised, scraped and feeling every one of my 45 years but glad I went. I also got to catch up with a load of people from my old club who I’ve not seen in ages, and train with Ronnie again. I do need to exercise more. And stretch. And stop eating crap.
