The New Job

Those of you who are regular readers will know that October 2017 I was made redundant from a job I had grown to love and had been in for 10 years. There followed 6 months of unemployment, hundreds of job applications filled in and numerous interviews attended, before gaining a position within the NHS. The job itself was fine, varied and not too taxing, but the atmosphere and staff within the unit was toxic so it wasn’t long before I was casting my eye over the ‘situations vacant’ websites!

After three attempts I managed to get a job as a Postie! Not everyone’s cup of tea, early mornings, out in all weather etc but for me it is perfect and to cliche it completely I am living the dream, helped of course by some amazing weather lately, I might fill differently when it is pouring with rain!

Six weeks in and I am beginning to get to grips with it all, I have rural routes, drive about 45 miles a day and walk between 6 and 9 miles a day, lots of farms, farm tracks and narrow Devon lanes. It’s a new job so obviously it has not been without its challenges and disasters……

  • I lent on a gate to reach a postbox and promptly broke a rib, now I open the gate!
  • The van key literally came apart in my hands, leaving me with just the metal part, did a running repair with two elastic bands
  • One red post box would not open for me to collect the post, fortunately having given my best Damsel in distress performance a local resident and a can of WD40 rescued me
  • I have been nibbled by two dogs and terrorised by one
  • I had the pleasure of delivering a letter from HRH Queen Elizabeth
  • On greeting some calves outside a barn with the words ‘good morning beautifuls‘ a reply came from inside the barn ‘Good Morning‘ I’m assuming it wasn’t one of the four legged creatures but didn’t hang around to find out!

Daily I talk to cows, sheep, dogs, cats, pheasants, squirrels and once a fox’s tail as it disappeared under a gate.

I deliver post in to various receptacles, wooden boxes, metal boxes, plastic storage containers, ammunition boxes, up ended milk churns and occasionally normal letter boxes in doors, but even these vary. Some boxes are like vices seizing your fingers, others are so small everything has to be folded to get anything through them, some come apart in your hands (!), yes the struggle is real!

Here are some pics taken while out on my rounds, next blog post will be about running!

 

About shazruns

I have been running since 2004 when I decided to do the Race for Life, as a close friend was terminally ill with cancer. Following that I did a couple of 10km at Leeds castle and Sandringham. Then in 2005 ran my first London marathon, then another in 2007 in blistering temperatures. I have entered the London marathon every year since but have been rejected, am now find maintaining my fitness & motivation hard, so when the email came through about Janathon I thought why not! Am hoping this helps with fitness, motivation and weight loss!! Wish me luck!
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5 Responses to The New Job

  1. This is fantastic to hear. Great stuff! Well done you 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

  2. glad you found something you love! lovely pics!

  3. CJ says:

    OMG yes!!!! Fully the dream!!! Enjoy Shazpops, enjoy xxx

  4. Sounds like you’re enjoying it!

  5. For some reason I’m singing “Postman Pat, Postman Pat, Postman Pat and his black and white cat” ❤ hehe "Postlady Shaz, Postlady Shaz, Postlady Shaz and her Orange Cat Oscar ❤ (mmmm perhaps not rhyming but it sounds good to me). Lovely to hear that you've found a job you enjoy. Think of all that extra cross training? Bonus!

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