…. alternate title “Making things work when you have no time for anything”
I had really good intentions today. I was up and working at 8:30 this morning. The plan was to work until one-ish, hit the gym for back/chest, 20 minutes of cardio then shower and head to work. Well, as per usual lately, life and work got in the way.
That whole.. pesky job thing. I really can’t complain since i do love my job, but there is a lot of stress going on right now and I didn’t want to walk away from it, even to get in my workout.
So at 2:15 I changed into my work clothes, packed gym stuff and shower stuff and headed out. I met my driver and went to my school. After the load in, I had a few minutes of downtime to prepare for my FIRST EVER interview, sign the kids in, then after the interview help out with the classes.
I snuck away long enough at 7:15 to call a cab company and request to get picked up at 7:35 exactly, as soon as the kids were gone, I rushed out, hopped in the cab and headed off to the casino to catch the closest bus… and then my transfer which put me at the gym at about 8:20.
That’s not much time considering the gym closed at 10pm and I had to shower… in my head I wanted to justify skipping cardio, but I need to stop that mind set and just do it.
So I decided to superset back and chest. I was done that by 9:10 since I kept my rest very minimal and moved along through everything fast. I quickly grabbed my hat, tucked my hair up and busted out 20 minutes of hard incline walking watching the end of the first period of the habs game (…. 2-1 final score! WOO!)
The entire cardio session I was writing this blog in my head. No time, didn’t want to skip, made do, life happens blah blah blah. Working this crazy job, living close to family, etc etc isn’t going to make prep easy but it can be done, yaddy yaddy yaddy.
Then I hopped on the bus to the mall and directly onto my transfer bus which would take me home. There was a five minute wait and just before the bus left the driver walked down the bus and gave all of us (… okay, there was four of us on the bus) mini tootsie rolls since we were his last trip of the night. I was the last person on the bus and we chatted for the rest of my ride about how I’ve got my own personal driver, and he was just… genuinely NICE.
I can honestly say the attitude of people back here is the biggest difference I notice from Montreal. While yes, I am living in a totally french ‘hood and it’s a bilingual city, I dont feel like the english outcast. I no longer walk with my headphones in (okay… not ALL the time). I talk to the people at the grocery store check out, chit chat with bus drivers and say hello and have a nice weekend when I come and go from the gym.
It really is true what they say, Maritimers are really just good people. Coming from a very cold place to here really feels like coming home, where yes please and thank you sir are not normal, not some freak occurrence.
So there you have it folks… the small gesture from a Moncton bus driver that turned this post into “I love manners and polite friendly people” from “I’m tired and went to the gym and had a great workout even though I didn’t feel like it at all”
One more thing…
GOOD LUCK to all those running Savannah today! I’m so excited for all the race recaps!!!
How are people where you live? Friendly folk or cranky city people?