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Running to the corner, running very fast…

My friends and family know that I am currently training for my first marathon…

You ask, “What has this to do with being a city girl practicing law in the country?” Absolutely nothing – but it is part of my life journey so thought “why not share it with you”.  When I say ‘absolutely nothing’ – that is not completely true… I initially started running to assist with coping with the stress of my job.

I have spent the last 5 months training for this marathon (which is in 2 weeks – eek!!).  To be honest, when I started I couldn’t run 3 minutes without a walk in between runs – so getting to this point I feel a great sense of accomplishment.

This dream of running a marathon all started in childhood whilst watching the marathoners at the Olympics and eventually turned into a “bucket list” item.

As I celebrated a significant birthday this year it became apparent that it was time to start working my way through “the list”.  So here I am 2 weeks out and ready to run!

Last Saturday was my final “long run” before the big race – 36kms.  You would be surprised what goes through your mind as you pound away the hours on a long run.  It can be tedious and a little boring but also lonely, so the mind often wanders to different things…

There have been numerous points in my life when running was a preferred past time…

The first as a child – I used to love that moment when you feel so free just running around with no care in the world.  I remember that I used to do laps in the playground of my siblings’ school (whilst waiting for them to finish each day) and singing a little ditty, which goes like this:

“Running to the corner, running very fast, running to the corner, getting there at last… I’m puff puff puff, puff, puffing, I’m puffing alot – I’m hot hot hot…”

I could do these laps and sing this song for what felt like hours but what I’m sure was probably closer to 30 minutes.

The second recollection of running as a preferred past time is not such a fond memory but one that got me to where I am today.

I suffered from bulimia for 14 years (from the age of 10 to 24) and in the last few years of that struggle running became an important part of my life… I used to run to ‘the corner’ and run ‘very fast’ to try get away from the “dark” thoughts in my mind… Thankfully with great support from family, friends and a really good counsellor I managed to put that part of my life behind me and move on.

Which brings to today – with running becoming a preferred past time.  I now run with the healthier goal of using running to de-stress (and fulfilling a childhood dream!).

The thing that you quickly realise with attempting to run such a race is that it will take all your inner strength of mind (and not just of body) on race day.   All the prior experiences – running for fun, running to escape, running for mental well being will all come into play.

I know I will require a lot of perseverance to get across the finish line but as those close to me know – once I put my mind to something I am “like a dog with a bone” and will not give up until I have accomplished what I set out to achieve.

I have a time in mind but am not sure I will be able to make it.  However, the real aim this year is to just get across the finish line.

If you have a spare moment on the morning of July 1 – spare a thought for me and the many others running in the Gold Coast Marathon (@GCMarathon), as we run to the corner and try and run very fast…

I’ll let you know how I go…

These are the people in your neighbourhood…

I am often struck by the people that I meet each day…  There are so many different personality types and so many different ways people react to any given situation.

The other day I had a client walk into my office and I started with the usual question of “What can we do to help you today?” — within seconds the person was up, on their feet and out the door…  I must admit that I did question whether I’d said or done something to offend the person but quickly realised that surely this initial question couldn’t offend that easily.  I put it down to them not being ready to deal with their current issue and hope they will come back when they are.

This encounter got me thinking about some people that I met when I first started practising in this small country practice.

It is a given that country life is very different to living in the city but one thing that has been difficult to get used to is the views on gender roles that seem to be firmly entrenched (by some) out here…

There was the time when a gentleman stood at the door of our branch office (i.e. on the sidewalk) and motioned with his hand in my direction saying, “I’m not seeing her! When is the boss-man back?” (NB: this man had never met me before) The poor receptionist didn’t know what to do and just said “next week” to which the gentleman advised he would be back then!

Now, I confess to being a little offended when this happened but I guess — these are the people in my neighbourhood….

And then there was the time when a gentleman came to our main office reception asking to speak to the boss-man.  I politely advised that he was not in the office and I may be able to help as I was a lawyer that worked with him.  This gentlemen proceeded to pat me on the hand and say, “Girly, my issue is very legal and very confidential — so I will have to wait and see the boss-man”.  Seriously?!?!

Again, I confess to being a little offended and I did resist the urge to reply “well, I’m just on the phone to a few of the girls so it will be a shame I didn’t get a chance to chat with you about your very legal and very confidential issue as I’m sure they would be very interested to know about it but we may find it difficult to comprehend what you are talking about!”.   Hmmm – these are the people in my neighbourhood!

Needless to say I have had to adjust to the different ways people deal with a woman in a role that — in this location — is predominately held by males.  Having come from a (almost overly) politically correct work environment, I can assure you, it has been a steep learning curve.

But the effort has been worth it…

It would seem that a brass plate on the front door and having some “locals” in your corner helps bridge the great divide of being a woman practising in a “mans world”.

This coupled with the people that pop in just to say thanks for the job you did, or make the effort to call and say “you really helped me through that tough time”… gives you the lift you need to keep on keeping on.

I am sure there will still be people who would prefer to see the ‘boss-man’ with their very legal and very confidential issues but all I can do is keep singing a favourite child-hood song -

“These are the people in your neighbourhood, the people that you meet each day!”

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