For the next couple of weeks I’m going to be busier than normal.
My manager is away on holiday (Majorca, or somewhere equally sunny) which I’m sure he deserves, but since through a distinct lack of planning on my part, I seem to be the only one who isn’t actually out of the office, physically, in spirit or “Working from Home” over the next couple of weeks, the fickle finger of deputising fate has fallen to me.
Interestingly enough though, for the last couple of days, I’ve actually got a whole heap of work done! So either it’s the calm before the storm and my workload is about to increase exponentially, or my manager’s manager is also distracted with other matters, or we could always surmise where I get all my tasks from under normal circumstances. Go figure!
Seriously though, it is interesting to note how well the orchestra can play when the conductor suddenly disappears, but presumably this is only a short term thing and if there were any exceptions of any sort, I would notice the need for considerably more effort.
So in the mean time, I’ve managed to unexpectedly get to my pilates session on Monday, which I was pleased about and then I got a run in today as well.
I went over to Victoria park earlier, a run I’ve done many times and while it was quite enjoyable, and still can’t help feeling there is something wrong with my left foot. I had been running a lot faster and more easily a couple of months ago and yet now every step not only seems to be an effort I not would have expected at this stage, and comparison between my two lower limbs continually reveals differences in stiffness, temperature, aches, flexibility, speed and general feeling.
Despite my attempts to be positive and my determination to get back to running as quickly as possible, I could quite easily get down about the whole damn shooting match if I’m not careful.