well it’s true – you could get hit by a bus tomorrow. I went to visit someone from work today who was actually hit by a bus the other day. Four broken ribs and a partially collapsed lung. Ouch! He was in the surgical assessment unit and it was awful… the doctors and that were great but all the squeaks, squeals, yelps and shouts of pain were almost unbearable. lucky it wasn’t me that got hit by the bus really. (god, i have no heart)
i visited my old gym today to find out about re-joining. i joined about a year ago and dropped out about six months later (like about 80% of people, i read). worst decision ever. it was for financial reasons at the time but on reflection i see that the £27 a month – although expensive on my low budget – was money well spent in terms of health, mental state, energy levels, and the effect it had on my back pain (i usually have a lot of back pain, but when i was working out regularly it went away). i made up my mind last night in the basketmakers talking to a couple of mates. it looks like we all might join at the same time which might be good for motivation – gym buddies! also it might be nice to have a better level of fitness for when the baby comes along – less than 10 weeks ’til due date!
i’m supposed to be starting my new voluntary post on monday. i’ll be helping in a basic skills literacy class. i’m a bit scared as i’ve not done that kind of work before but also excited and quite positive. it might even turn into a job at some point if i’m lucky and find that i like it (and am good at it!).
