Today, I wrote a letter to someone in need. Not on my to do list, but something that I’m glad I took the time to do. Between that and answering other email, a little house cleaning, oh, and the cleanup of my mistakes with the getting my personal java fix—the morning was gone.
The afternoon consisted mainly of insurance. I still don’t have my cobra squared away with Boeing or the federal government. I’m hoping that after today I’m on the right path to getting this cleared up. There is a check racing back to Illinois, hopefully it can make it before the 1st. There is more paperwork coming from Boeing that I need to send to the IRS so they can process my claim to get the TAA benefits.
This is second piece of mail that I have missed something on. Last week I missed a meeting that I was required to attend for WorkSource. After so many years of working strictly electronically,I am not use to this snail mail stuff. I have to get better at recording actions from the mail I receive. These are serious mistakes that I can’t afford to keep making.
I did a little searching today, applied for a couple jobs at Boeing. I haven’t heard anything positive from any of the Boeing applications I have put in other than we have received your resume and you are under consideration. And every once and a while I receive a letter saying thank you for considering us but we are no longer considering you.
One of the people in the LinkedIn group announced that he found a job. I couldn’t be happier for him. And somewhere in the back of my mind there is some negativity that arises, maybe a little fear or insecurities arising. Wondering why him? What did he do that I didn’t? I’m I doing this all right? Why not me? Is there something wrong with me? Maybe I should dye my hair. Wait I haven’t had a interview, how would that have made a difference. Ya, but then you would appear younger. My insecurities just dump out all over the place.
This all happens in a matter of a couple minutes. No lasting scars, it is interesting how surface these emotions are still residing. They aren’t near as strong as they were, more like a murmur than a shout.
The day passed without exercise, so after dinner I headed to the Y and for the torture they call the trend mill. If I’m just walking then I try to maintain 4.5 MPH, but in order to get better at the 1.5 mile run, I have been trying to do more jogging. I tried to do 2 minutes walking at 4 mph and then 2 min jogging at 5.5. I also used a slightly hilling course so I would get some variation in the slope.
My time for the 1.5 mile was 14.5 minutes, which I was really excited about. My base time when I started was 23 minutes for around Green lake about as flat as they come. The trend mill is different than running outside, but I am excited by what I was able to do. Also I watched my heart rate closely. It would max out around 172 and within the 2 min recover walk would come down to 120 to 130, until the end of the forty minutes, then I wouldn’t recover as quickly. I also had to do some 1 minute jogs and 3 minute walks when I was getting really stretched about 3/4 of the way in.
After about 20 minutes on the treadmill there is this feeling, kind of floating across the floor, this is what I call the magic carpet ride. Kind of the feeling that walking on a air hockey table might be. Today this lasted for a few minutes after I completed my workout.
It was a good workout, though now I’m zapped.
Tomorrow is a housecleaning, searching day—mostly searching.
Today’s quote:
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.
-- Rumi
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