Lucky enough, I had the opportunity to have three days straight of yoga. I learned that it is better to not ask for permission in this world - let me specify the work world. Managers are funny that way - if you have a micromanager, any detail provided can be scrutinized to the nth degree. I have put in my full hours (and more) and the fact that I needed to leave slightly earlier on a day to see my family physician would have raised questions: 1) is she slacking off 2) have we used her to the maximum capacity? 3) are we paying her too much (Yes, I have been told that I'm overpaid). I'm learning that I'd rather be on the defence after being discovered that I've "done something wrong" rather than asking for permission. I guess that comes with maturity and experience.
I did three days of yoga. To be exact, I started my next module of Yoga Teacher Training. It was fantastic to be able to commit 5 hours for each weekend day and it feels empowering that I did not check my work email until 6 pm on Sunday. It was a test - after having gone to my acupuncturist, I've realized, stress management or time management has alot to do with implementing simple changes in your life. Don't check emails after a certain hour (after 7 pm for weekdays). I can check however, I will not email back responses until the next day. I have to train people to let them know that I will not be accessible all hours of the night. I will aim to leave by 4pm so that I actually leave on time to make it to my 5:30 pm exercise class. Though I don't have children, this is my life. Yoga and spinning is my life and I don't want the fact that I don't have children as an excuse for not leaving work. I will not have work control my life and I will not let it mentally control me. Just because the people above me have the inability to control their life, that doesn't not imply that I have to live their miserable lifestyle.
Off to spinning in 25 minutes. Spin my stress away.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
From DITL to Healthy Yogi
Where has time gone? There obviously was a time where I thought I would blog my life, "the ups and downs". Has it been all "ups" in the last 3, no 4 years that prevented me from tracking my life. Not really. Lots has progressed in the last few years. Why now you ask? Interesting philosophical revelations that make me want to open this door again. Perhaps it's the persistent nagging of the new year's resolutions that has made me google blog. The automatic window led me back to this blog started years ago. Ironically, I felt stumped about "coming up with a blog name" but apparently Day in the Life made sense then and it continues to resonate for me now. What is my day in the life?
I am ending my day today at Starbucks and waiting for my appointment with my Chinese Doctor. It's my first appointment with her. Over the phone, she's trying to figure out why I need to see her and why I need accupuncture treatment. Well, stress. Well no, fertility. Well, no then what is it? Good question. The main point is stress. Everyone has stress no? My mom's voice resonates in my head right now. She's called in to check up on me. It's been a few days since I've answered my cell and wondering if I'm alive or if my management job has killed me. She worries about me: I'm turning 36 this year and she's wondering if I made the right choice of having gone from a predictable clinical job to going into healthcare consulting. She wonders if I've comprised my lifestyle of health and fun from my early 20's to my grueling, grinding, and under-appreciated commitment to consulting. Well, that is a question I ask day to day.
No matter what. I now sit here in a beautifully designed reception of an office building (as beautiful as an office building can get), enjoying my Starbucks Chai latte (decaf to course to help with my insomnia) and enjoying a laid back moment. I had to escape from the chatter and the gossip and complaining at the office. People seem perpetually consumed by work and chatter continually about the hours they work and how management is "mismanaged".
I shall be sharing my opinions on the state of our healthcare system in Canada, specifically in Ontario. The anecdotal stories about the inefficiencies, mismanagement, lack of accountability, and clashing of egos. I was so eager to come into the system and to manage and to make my way up the ladder. I yearn for days to be living the yogic life: to think positive thoughts of people and their intent, to nourish my body and mind, and to have a still mind to receive the turbulations of life. I hope to be able to achieve a balance from both extremes. That is where I am today - I am defining myself not by my career, not by material purchases, but by my ability to be a Healthy Yogi.
I am ending my day today at Starbucks and waiting for my appointment with my Chinese Doctor. It's my first appointment with her. Over the phone, she's trying to figure out why I need to see her and why I need accupuncture treatment. Well, stress. Well no, fertility. Well, no then what is it? Good question. The main point is stress. Everyone has stress no? My mom's voice resonates in my head right now. She's called in to check up on me. It's been a few days since I've answered my cell and wondering if I'm alive or if my management job has killed me. She worries about me: I'm turning 36 this year and she's wondering if I made the right choice of having gone from a predictable clinical job to going into healthcare consulting. She wonders if I've comprised my lifestyle of health and fun from my early 20's to my grueling, grinding, and under-appreciated commitment to consulting. Well, that is a question I ask day to day.
No matter what. I now sit here in a beautifully designed reception of an office building (as beautiful as an office building can get), enjoying my Starbucks Chai latte (decaf to course to help with my insomnia) and enjoying a laid back moment. I had to escape from the chatter and the gossip and complaining at the office. People seem perpetually consumed by work and chatter continually about the hours they work and how management is "mismanaged".
I shall be sharing my opinions on the state of our healthcare system in Canada, specifically in Ontario. The anecdotal stories about the inefficiencies, mismanagement, lack of accountability, and clashing of egos. I was so eager to come into the system and to manage and to make my way up the ladder. I yearn for days to be living the yogic life: to think positive thoughts of people and their intent, to nourish my body and mind, and to have a still mind to receive the turbulations of life. I hope to be able to achieve a balance from both extremes. That is where I am today - I am defining myself not by my career, not by material purchases, but by my ability to be a Healthy Yogi.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
DITL
So what is my DITL like? Not much lately. In the past, that phrase, DITL, would have given much optimism and sessions of hilarity. That was my life two years ago. Where has that gone??? Well this blog will be my way of expressing my ups and downs, my day to day, and the madness and oddities in my life. This is the Day in the Life (pronounced "dittle") of Kinder.
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