It’s good to seeÃ‚Â in these times when the country is often quoted as going down the tubes, that we are world leaders in at least one field.
Which reminded me of my own steady decline.
Since being in the control room, my life has taken a definite turn for the sedentary. I have to say that sitting on my arse all day telling other people what to do is a pleasant change from running around like a blue-arsed fly & ducking people’s spit & punches all day, but it does have consequences.
The trouble is that I think life outside the job has also become a little less ‘active’ & I’ve noticed the onset of a little more ‘middle-aged spread’ than I’ve been hitherto used to.
The thing with working in the control room is that cakes seem to form a major part of the working week. There are birthday cakes, special occasion cakes, winning the local lottery cakes, cakes on Children in Need day, other charity day/event cakes, cakes when you make a cock-up, cakes when you’re late for work. In short, there’s a lot of the less healthy temptations in the room. I suggested bringing in a packet of carrots on your birthday but it hasn’t gone down to well so far.
Outside work, my lifestyle has changed too. Whereas until I retired, we’d stay at home eating bread & dripping, now we go out much more for big slap up meals & we can afford the occasional take-away too.Ã‚Â And I’ve noticed that I’m not doing as much jogging as before I retired. Well, actually that last bit is a lie as I’m doing exactly the same amount of jogging I did when I was in the job; bugger-all.
So I’ve resolved to do something about my weight. I’m going to think about it for a few months & see how it goes.