Monthly Archives: March 2012

First week done…

Back at work for week 2. Still training on the IT systems I need to learn before I get let loose in the Engineering Department itself. Everyone seems very nice and eager to help, also I’ve met a few old faces from my old MG Rover/Land Rover days.

Excercise…Now here’s a tricky one. It’ll have to be done post work and it’ll be running. Each run will be around 30 minutes, as much as I’d like to cycle, I can’t manage the time to do it. With dinner to cook, Dan to sort, dogs to walk, homework to help with, house admin to do, there just isn’t enough minutes!

Food. I’m on a bag of fruit, Oranges Bananas, Apples & Pears and just drinking water all day. With a cooked meal of an evening.

Let’s see how that goes.


You want inspiration?

Check this video out on Toby’s site.


The place I’m at…

What to say, the last 6 months have been a total upheaval. House move, losing my job, twice! Dealing with a close family member’s mental health issues, scrabbling for time to pedal, do my rugby coaching and last but not least, be a Husband and Father.

Nothing the average modern family doesn’t have deal with I might add. There’s nothing special about us…

So after exactly 2 months out of work, I have landed a job. At Jaguar Cars, at their Engineering Centre at Whitley near Coventry. The heart of the British Motor Industry, well American previously as Ford owned Jaguar and Land Rover, but now Tata the Indian giant is in charge but that’s the way of the world.

The job is going back to something I did 10 years ago at MG Rover and Land Rover, that of Engineering Release. It’s a specialised job but I won’t bore you with the nitty gritty as you won’t be awake at the end! All I’ll say is the principles will have remained the same, but I’ll have new IT systems to learn.

Provisional start date is next Wednesday with a 4 weeks training period. I’m sure the Agency was bigging me up, but he said that 35,000 people applied for the job, maybe he misread the decimal point as I doubt that 35,000 people would know what the hell my new job entails. A nice tale to relate though.

How is this going to affect my cycling? Massively is the answer. It’s a 74 mile round trip and time constraints due to child care issues preclude me cycling, even a park and ride is out.

My commute will still be on 2 wheels because parking at Whitley is bordering on the lunatic, I had to abandon my car on traffic island for the interview the parking was that impossible! Also a motorbike won’t get held up in the traffic.

I’ll be picking up this on Saturday. A Honda CBF600.

It’s an adequate bike that’ll do the job, it’s not fast for a bike, but I was leaving all the cars for dead on my test ride.  Also it’s a Honda so it won’t break. Plus, after all of my sports bikes, it’s comfortable and won’t knacker me out while riding it!

So what’s the plan for my weight then? I’ve got to finalise the details, but it’ll require discipline as it’ll mean I get my excercise post work, probably a re-visit of the couch to 5k program with my daughter and a reaquaintance with my upper body apps on my iPhone. And most importantly continued food management. Not sure how pedalling will fit in yet.

So, that’s where I’m at, sorry for the lack of posts of late, my writing mojo totally vanished, it was a stuggle writing this to be honest, but small steps eh? This a marathon not a sprint.

Thanks for still visiting this place and the messages of support on here, Facebook and Twitter, it really is appreciated.

Saturday 3rd of March.

An update. A difficult time, jobs are still being looked for, interviews being had and the house and family being run. I’m a house husband now.

My writing Mojo appears to have vanished too.

As this blog is also a personal diary, I’m putting this in for my benefit as a record of events without detail as it’d be too personal and hurtful if I did go into detail for the people concerned.

Mental illness should not be stigmatised in this day and age. It is a malfunctioning body part like any other illness. Especially as it’s really difficult to live with on a day to day basis for the sufferer and their family. The NHS and the workplace needs to grip its attitude on the issue. We’re not living in Victorian times!