My first big test of the year. Indeed, the first big test of my fitness since the Australian expedition at the end of last year. The difference, though, is that the journey then was a long one, and for pleasure. This week, I'm taking a relatively short journey (around a 5 hour drive) to attend a work-related training course. It's the first face-to-face training course I've been on since my recovery began. I wonder how I'll cope? I used to find them really irritating for all sorts of reasons. Will the new, improved, more tolerant version of me be more laid back and more able to keep my mouth shut if I think rubbish is being talked? Was my tetchiness due to my illness? Will my union ever give me the definition of "continuous employment"? Do I really care if I'm made redundant?
All these - and more - questions will be answered on my return to the blog!
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