Wednesday, 26 August 2009

Working like a trojan

Join me have a turkey sandwich from the gym for my dinner back at work! The turkey sandwich was a rip off - if I have to pay $7 for a wee sandwich I expect it to be tasty, not a health, boring, dry one! I even went in the hunt of mayo in the office to give it a bit of moisture - but couldn't find it! Why was I at work? Well, as Stu knows me so well, it is my inability to not do something high standard - I am trying hard to do just what is required but I find it tough. Anyway, the work we (the team) are doing gets presented tomorrow so all the stress is over :) I have to say as that is officially the latest I have been in that office, until 9pm, I didn't feel very comfortable mainly because all the sensor lights switch off around you, even my office one did when I am not moving anything apart from my hand!

We had a really weird thing happen at work during the day. Basically the power cut out. The first time it happened so quickly (off and on) my PC went black, but came back up - no work lost. The second time, I wasn't so lucky! I don't think it did any of our big computers any good!

Outside work there has been lots of dumper trucks gathering for the past two nights. There must have been at least 30 of them along the road. I can only assume there is some big road or building works happening nearby. It would have been a cool photo, but it was dark when I got the opportunity.

I managed my hour with the trainer, between work, so I now cant move as I have very stiff hip flexers. I can't believe I only have four sessions left with him. I still need to continue my cardio programme, but I will have to do all the strength and flexibility exercises myself!

I am envious of Danny, as he was going off to watch Ghost Busters at the Miller Outdoor Theatre which would have been fun. Stu and I will have to keep an eye open for all the things to go and do and not just at weekends. I must pick up the 'Houston Press' tomorrow for all weekend things happening.

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