This week I would like to celebrate how far I have come. From the shock of being retrenched in November last year, to a new me that I would not have thought possible at this time last year.
I’ve been working full time again for seven weeks now. I remember the exhilaration of ace-ing the interviews for this job. And the excitement when I finally landed the contract. But the job is not quite what I expected. The stakeholder declined to take up the services that I was brought on board for. So I had to start the long slow process of building relationships and winning trust. The connections are so few and far between that I am getting just a little bored. And a little nervous about whether my contract will be renewed. Oh dear!
So what is there to celebrate? For me, I have a new confidence in my ability to work anywhere now. Having worked in financial institutions for the past twenty years, this job has proven to me that I can walk into an organization that is not a financial institution and that I can hold my own, contribute and add value. I can also celebrate the fact that a six month sabbatical has not removed my edge. I have always said that it can take me about three months to settle in before I can begin to contribute, but here I am, in an industry that I have little knowledge about, and I am already making a difference.
Something else that I can celebrate is how far I have come with my return to road running. I’m significantly slower than when I first started running more than thirty years ago. But I am back on the road and I can feel myself getting physically stronger. I can feel my glutes and my quads working away when I run/walk up hills. And I can actually sprint a little over short distances now. I had hoped that I would be running half marathons by the end of the year, but the road racing calendar starts to slow down now. So for now, I will focus on running a few more 10km races and perhaps move up to running 15km in training. And I can look forward to running a half marathon in January or February next year.
Last but not least is my weight loss achievement. Actually, I would like to celebrate my fat loss more than my weight loss. My body used to consist of 36% fat. That is more than a third of my body was unhealthy fat. People used to tell me that I didn’t look so bad, that it was just my tummy that was a little big. But I was really good at dressing in a way that hid all those unsightly fat rolls. Although unsightly, this fat is not the harmful fat. I used to worry about what is known as visceral fat – the fat that surrounds the organs and that is not visible to the eye. This is the fat that causes disease. While I used to worry, I didn’t seem to have the willpower needed to get rid of it. Now I have! I still have some way to go, but I celebrate having reduced my body fat to 28% – a loss of 8%. My body fat percentage is now in the healthy range. My target is 24% to get into the ‘fit’ range.
So here I am today. A 60-something year old, who has a new found confidence in my capabilities, thanks to a new job and a slimmer and healthier body and certainly a more positive outlook on life, despite my age. Definitely something worth celebrating 🙌🏼 🙌🏼 🙌🏼
Until next time ☕️