WARNING: This post has almost nothing to do with fitness or weight loss, but you might find it enjoyable anyway.
So I completed my first full week of the new program, and I have to tell you I feel...just about the same. I had a few down days, and though I had been committed to not going to the fridge in my weakened mental state, alas I still found my way there for a couple of late night treats. I am still maintaining my weight, which is pretty cool, but I would really like to knock off a few more pounds before race day. Only 7 more weeks to go!
So again, Wednesdays are my rest days, and I was really hoping to get some extra sack time this morning before rolling out of bed. Katie got out of bed at 4:45am, and I thought for sure that I would be able to go right back to sleep. Unfortunately, that was not the case. I immediately began to think about my employment situation. I had an interview for a position yesterday, and I really did not perform that well in the interview. It's okay,because I could have never taken the position for what they were offering for a salary, but none the less I was more than a little disappointed with my performance. As I was answering some of the employer's questions I found I was struggling to find the answers I thought they wanted to hear rather than honestly telling the people how I felt. Essentially, I had a serious lack of confidence during the interview.
And I what I realized as I lay in bed this morning is that what I have to say is important. I am a customer service professional; I was put on this Earth to "service" people. That is not to say that I have been dealt with a life in servitude. What it means to me is that I care! I care about the experience of the people around me. If I am in a restuarant, I care about the experience that the diners are having. If I am coordinating a person's wedding, I care that it is the most important day of that person's life (at least up to that point), and I want it to be the greatest experience for them. I care about the people I work with. I care what people think about the job that I am doing; I care what people think about the company that I work for.
And this caring motivates me outside of my professional endeavors. I care if people are having a good time. I care about the people of Haiti, Darfur, and many other regions of the world. I care about the soldiers in combat theaters. I care about the homeless in my own communities. I care about what people are eating. I care if kids are being active enough to avoid becoming obese. I care about my family. I care to be around them for a long time to come. I care about my fitness, and I care about my run and bike times.
I have also come to the realization that I care enough to do something about these things. If I care about the homeless, I need to doing something about it (I do on occasion volunteer at the local shelter). If I really care to live a long life with my family, to get fit and lose some weight, I need to constantly be conscious of what I am doing and eating. And when you care, there are no "rest" days, there are only "do" days. Now, I am going to go out and do something. Tomorrow, I am going to do some more.
Love this post, Bri! You must let your compassion shine through in interviews. This is what employers want most. Someone who takes responsibility and pride in doing a bang-up job. And that is YOU!
ReplyDeleteLove you, baby! You make me so proud everyday and make me want to be a better person, like you!
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