I don't do New Year's Resolutions. They don't work and generally result in my feelings ending up somewhere near the gutter.
Recently, a good friend of mine was sprung with the news that her mother had suspected breast cancer. She has since had the lump removed and initial tests are clear, which is fantastic news. As you can imagine my friend is over the moon. She's also been inspired to take part in the Race for Life this year. I did it many years ago at high school and it damned near killed me, despite thinking I was relatively fit and active.
This year though, I'm going to do it with her.
Sunday 31 January 2010
Wednesday 6 January 2010
Got it back...
... my Mojo.
Sadly, my Mojo has not extended itself to reaching for my trainers and headphones and jogging me around the block a few times to help shed the Festive Fattening, but since it's icy and pavements are 4" deep in the white stuff that's okay really.
Luckily, following a pep-talk from a girl at work who is in my position (excellent graduate, unable to currently get her feet on her career ladder) I'm feeling wholly more positive.
After a long hiatus I've looked at graduate schemes, clicked on a few PhDs and debated opening my Svensk book again.
Sometimes winter depression just does nothing for you mood. Or career.
Sadly, my Mojo has not extended itself to reaching for my trainers and headphones and jogging me around the block a few times to help shed the Festive Fattening, but since it's icy and pavements are 4" deep in the white stuff that's okay really.
Luckily, following a pep-talk from a girl at work who is in my position (excellent graduate, unable to currently get her feet on her career ladder) I'm feeling wholly more positive.
After a long hiatus I've looked at graduate schemes, clicked on a few PhDs and debated opening my Svensk book again.
Sometimes winter depression just does nothing for you mood. Or career.
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