dedication, goals

Friday wrap up…oh what a feeling…

As a runner, I feel I have to caveat this post with the fact that I did NOT run at all in the last 5 days. I don’t love admitting this, but have allowed myself a cheat week with my new job starting this week.
What? New job? Yup…I started my new job on Monday with a day and a half of orientation, and with the news we are in our inspection window-NOW. Yikes…So I have spent the better part of three days tackling our College of American Pathologist checklist with a vengeance. I don’t enjoy not being prepared, and knowing it takes a good six months to prepare for these type of inspections left me with more anxiety then I was ready for. Several Tums later, along with a joyful glass of wine or two after work and I decided to “be ready.”
Imagine walking in to work to hear there was nearly a fire the night before, and a processor malfunction…ACK. But I remained calm, talked to the docs, and was even blessed to hear I handled myself well along with reassuring some pretty upset Pathologists. As stressful as it all may seem, I feel I ‘may’ have found my place for the next few years. I’ve got a great Director, a great staff, and a great support system in the other supervisors. All in a matter of 3.5 days…
I know I will have tough days, that is par for the course. But I took a leap of faith with this job despite thinking I needed to branch out, and have been welcomed “mostly” with open arms. Ultimately I have learned from my past mistakes, and am, WHAT? Movin’ forward.
So as I sit here with my heating pad on my shoulders, and my glass of wine sitting near by, I am glad…I am glad I didn’t give up and take a job I didn’t want, and I am glad I decided to believe in myself even when so many others, well, didn’t.
This weekend, I will run. I will spend time with my family, and I will celebrate the fact that I didn’t settle.
I was blessed to read Xaarlin’s post here http://www.xaarlin.com/2014/03/knoxville-marathon-week-9-one-week-to-go.html?showComment=1395619808892 and was reminded that support not only needs to be given, but received. My heart is full. I used to spend far too much time wishing for people to believe in, and support me…yet stepping back I realize I have a flight of cheerleaders that I wouldn’t trade for the world.
Lastly, I leave you with this…(sorry no pics this time around)
Be true…
Be honest…
Be real…
Be happy…
Be…

And always, keep, Movin’, forward…