A very personal blog today….yet again about exercise.
I went to my 1st suspension circuit training class the other day which was a mixture of using the TRX, aerobics and core strength exercises. I really enjoyed it and felt I’d used every muscle in my body afterwards. Actually I was pooped particularly as I was daft enough to do a fitness pilates class straight after. Will I ever learn?
The funny thing was when I looked around the room I was the only person with my body type i.e what I would describe as somewhat chunky with an ample bosom. Everybody else was lithe and lean.
It got me thinking… if I continue to do this form of exercise will I become lithe and lean (I somehow doubt it), does the lean body shape respond best to this type of exercise or are the chunky types put off when they see the athletic bods strutting their stuff and think “I can’t do that”? I don’t think there is a right answer but I believe people lean towards exercise that their body responds best to. For me it’s most definitely heavy weights and endurance which doesn’t lend itself to the long-limbed, bouncy pony tail look (can’t even do the shiny ponytail!) but at least I know I’ll be fit and strong well into old age.
With this is mind I have decided to undergo an experiment after the Easter hols – anything to keep me entertained! Over a 4 week period, with the help of my personal trainer, James, I’m going to see if I can change my body shape by primarily changing my exercise routine but also being slightly more vigilant with my diet. This article from The Conversation outlines what can and can’t be done. My regime will no doubt include more HIT training, pilates and doing lighter weights but with more repetition. I obviously can’t change my genes and my physiology but I might be able to give the impression that I look leaner. I might even take a before and after photo if I can face it.
As I was heading down the stairs at Oxford Street tube last Thursday night I was bombarded with magazines which were being given out for free; ES Magazine, NME and even Grazia to name but a few. But why? Good journalism comes at a price. I know it increases circulation and makes it a more appealing to the advertisers but, because it’s free, in people’s mind it becomes instantly disposable. A quick flick through and it’s either thrown into the bin or left on the tube for somebody else to pick up. And I know I’m guilty of it…I expect the newspapers to be available online without paying and then get v cheesed off when the article I want is behind a paywall. But if I’m honest I do feel some newspapers are dumbing down their content. Where’s that great journalism that British papers are world renowned for? I so wish the editors and readers would value great content rather than it being watered down to appeal to the masses. So instead I am brand disloyal (apart from Private Eye), and read across all publishers to get a true view of a story. Even then I doubt if I get the true story.
However, I digress….these free publications did make me wonder why we have come to expect something for nothing, or at the very least at a knock-down price and for business is it a false economy? We buy food and clothes at rock bottom prices unaware of the impact this has on the environment or that in so doing we are encouraging child labour. Fab advert by the Fairtrade Foundation BTW. The work we do, whatever it may be, has a value to it and we should value it accordingly. Of course there are times that we will do the odd favour for friends and family and I’m always up for some bartering or pro bono work for charities. But from (bitter) experience I have learnt that those who try to hammer you down on price are those who don’t really appreciate or truely understand what you can do for them. And the time you spend trying to justify your work and explain your worth you could be working for somebody else who really does value your knowledge.
So my tips for the day is appreciate other people’s skills and products and pay for them accordingly. If you have a new business win make sure that business understands what you’re offering and its worth. If you’re buying a product think about its provenance. And finally value who you are and what you do and others will value you too.
I’m having a week off job-hunting this week. I need to draw breath and focus on other stuff. It can be soul destroying as you send off your application full of hope and then it seems to get lost in the ether never to be found again. I wish that companies would send out a standard response saying if you don’t here back from them in a certain period of time then it’s a thanks but no thanks. Just to manage my expectations; that’s all.
In an ideal world l’m trying to find a part-time or flexible role so I can focus on other parts of my life but again these seem so few and far between, especially at my level. There seems to be plenty in the press about the rise of flexible working and job sharing but I ain’t seeing much in my sector even though I’ve signed up to Capability Jane, Timewise and Ten2Two! You never know, something might be around just around the corner. However on a positive note this leads me on to this week’s topic of volunteering…
I’ve started volunteering for a local charity for the elderly, CHEER and have the greatest pleasure in visiting Valerie once a week. A very bright, articulate lady who lives in Claygate. I so enjoy my visits as she tells me about the history of the area – I had no idea that the America Air Force was stationed in Bushey Park during the war – and we seem to cover every topic under the sun so there’s always a good debate to be had. Valerie has also had an idea on my social enterprise project which I’m developing (more about that when it’s further down the line) and I’m sure I will be picking her brains further! We chat alot about how she is getting old and the fear and anxiety which sits alongside ageing. As Valerie so succinctly puts it you spend your whole life working towards something; university, work, marriage, children, retirement and then what…death? It must be the strangest feeling not having a focus in life and the loneliness that comes with it too.
From the elderly to the young; I’m also hoping to do a few hours a week of PR & marketing for The Flying Seagull Project which I mentioned in a previous post. They are a troupe of clowns, magicians, circus performers and musicians taking smiles to those in need giving children some precious time to be children. They’ve got some great fundraising events lined up and no doubt I will be thrown into the deep end but it’s for a great cause. BTW they also organise the most amazing kids parties so if you are thinking of entertainment, do get in touch as all the profit goes straight to the charity.
So you see where’s the time for work? I’m sure I’ll be able to fit it in somehow although I am relishing the shift of focus in my life!
I had bookclub last week and was dismayed when some of the group didn’t enjoy my nominated book as much as I did. It was A Year Of Marvellous Ways by Sue Winman which I inhaled as the beautiful prose sucked me in. But each to their own! So for a change this week I thought I would share with you my top 15 books (I couldn’t bear to cut it down to 10); in no particular order. See what you think and feel free to comment:
But of course the list goes on as there are authors who I love and treasure; the older novels of John Iriving, Louis de Berneries’ trilogy set in a fictional Latin America and anything by Maggie O’ Farrell, JoJo Moyes and Tracy Chevalier who have to get a mention too.
Thank goodness I have a place where I can centrally log the books I’ve read rather than in old notebooks scattered around the house. Over the past few years I have been using Goodreads.com but there’s a new app on the block Litsy which I’m going to try out based on a great review EConsultancy. I’ll let you know how I get on…
As I mentioned in a previous post I was going to join a choir and blow me I’ve gone and done it; Vocality in Surbiton were happy to take me on. Bear in mind I haven’t sung in a choir since school and my hubby laughs every time I mention it (at least I make him laugh!) but I have attended every week since.
But the funny thing is, the 1st couple of weeks I went along and sang with gusto but the more I go the more self-conscious I become and have lost some confidence. I think I am aware that perhaps I can’t quite hit the notes (no music to read – it’s all through listening to the choirmaster which I find soooo difficult) and what will the people standing next to me think? Also I naively presumed I would master singing again quickly but I had forgotten how hard it is to sing alto sandwiched between the sopranos and tenors & don’t get me started on breathing.
I know I shouldn’t really worry as we’re all in it together but I do. At least I’ve been practising with my daughter (husband puts on headphones at this point) so I am familiar with the words and music.
These feelings brings to mind the constant ebb & flow of emotions we go through at work. For example you’re getting a new project off the ground. Initially we go “Yep we’ve got this one nailed, I can do this”. Then we actually start working on whatever it is and our confidence begins to dip as we begin to doubt our abilities and perhaps the project isn’t going quite as smoothly as we would like with a few curve balls thrown in for good measure. You’re left to make key decisions as your line manager knows you can do the job even though you want their support as you sit at your desk gnawing at your nails.
But you work through it piece by piece until you’re on the upward trajectory and the project comes together. It’s at this point your confidence has grown again as you say to yourself “Wow I did that” and think back to what you have learnt and the obstacles you have overcome to make the project a success. And then another project/ new job/ issue comes along and the confidence cycle begins again. We need to remember with every confidence dip there’s a rise just around the corner.
All I can hope for is that my confidence is on the up at choir this week. If not, I’m sure it will be soon and to be honest nothing beats belting out a good tune with a group of like-minded people in a beautiful setting. But promise me you wont come to the concert at the end of the term!