2021 is shaping up to be crazy, but you’re always in control of yourself.

I felt like I needed to write some shit down today, so this is a fucking weird one as normal, looking back over what I’ve written below whilst writing this beginning part seems like I’m reading the thoughts of someone else.

Where the fuck did this come from midget?

See I’m talking to myself again ha. Oh well, keeps me sane whilst the world is losing it’s mind. Or maybe it’s the other way around these days.



Delivering parcels in 2021 is only 10 days old, but it’s been the same as 2020 so far for this parcel delivering midget. Well fucking busy.

It’s to be expected as it is the New Year for a start and people always have Christmas money to spend, plus January sales are here and of course we still have fucking Covid-19 too.

One thing that has changed for me already this year, is my route. Without any prior warning or discussion with me or other drivers as to what might work, mine and a few others areas have been changed by management.

I’ve had the prison and M.O.D deliveries taken off me and the main urban area I had and I’ve now been given a few different villages and a different urban area to deliver to.

Don’t mind so much about the change of villages as I enjoy rural routes, but the new urban area I deliver to is bigger than my old one, really condensed and always busy regardless of holidays etc.

I’ve still got half of my old route, which is good as at least I know that really well. I’ve now got 12 villages in total instead of 14 and my 1 main urban area has grown in size by 2 fold I’d say.

Overall I’ll have more deliveries to do throughout the day, however, because the urban area is condensed I can plough through it quicker than the computer gives me time to.

Due to the company I work for bringing in a new automated routing system last year (which is shite) and me having no say in what way the route is done, I have to do the route in the way the awesome (not) computer tells me to and it gives me more time for each delivery than is needed, so I can generally deliver quicker than it says I can and therefore I get ahead of my time schedule and can take a few breaks throughout the day now.

Well, hopefully I can anyway, we’ll see how it goes as this first week was shite due to us still being locked down due to Covid-19 here in the UK and so the overall volume of deliveries is still way higher than it normally is.

And until it dies down I won’t get a true picture of how busy the route really is, but even with the parcel volumes being as high as they are, I still think I’ll regularly get through it each day with time to spare.

I don’t like to fuck around delivering like some of our drivers do. They make sure they take their time in delivering, the exact time or a little more than the computer gives them time for. That way they don’t get too many deliveries, clever, but lazy, the fuckwits.

As it is, the company isn’t questioning the time frame they have for each delivery, but I think at some point in the near future they will reduce the time and there will be some proper moaning.

Ha, lazy fuckers have it coming.

I’m not a corporate kiss ass, I don’t work hard because I’m told to, I work hard because it’s the right thing to do for me mentally and physically in the long term.

And ultimately it makes me feel good.

Fuck letting a company change the way I feel in the long term. Sure sometimes I let a company change how I feel in the short term, but that’s because I choose to, I allow it to and can at any moment change that.

But long term it will never happen. I always think of myself first long term and I always do things to make me feel good/happy in the long term.

Which you’d think these moaning drivers would be doing too, thinking of themselves long term, but clearly they’re not, all are responsible for their own feelings, but seemingly allow this company to control them and how they ultimately feel in the long term, well short term too as they’re always the same.

Weak minded fuck wits.

I don’t understand people who say their day job is like a prison sentence. If you hate your job, that’s your fault, not the companies fault. Change jobs you pussy. Yes it really is that simple, you just think some jobs are below you.

Sure some people have special circumstances that keep them in certain jobs. Fine, change your mindset then because no-one has ultimate control over that other than you.

Change your mindset and eventually you’ll be able to change jobs too.

I’ve always been a happy positive outlook kind of person, even in some of literally the shittiest jobs out there.

I’ve cleaned the shit stains off of toilets and the hardened sick off floors.

I’ve picked up shit filled bin bags and bin bags filled with dead animals.

I’ve worked on fruit and veg farms in the shittiest of weathers, pissing down for days torrential rain and freezing cold for weeks in the winters.

I’ve worked in factories with my mind doing nothing all day but counting things whizzing past on a conveyor belt.

I’ve worked at computers typing data into a screen for hours, days and months on end.

And through all of it, I’ve always looked on the positive side of things, always had a smile for everyone, always willing to have a laugh.

All because I’ve chosen too, no-one else has decided what my attitude will be, just me.

Now I’m working just as hard as I ever have, in a day job like parcel delivering.

I get to keep fit physically as well as mentally.

I see that as a win win.

The rest, meh, just shit I ignore.

The way I see it is that I get paid to use my body to lift and move things all day thereby keeping fit and strong (as long as my diet is good enough) and I get paid to keep my mind active and sharp by driving a vehicle around safely and professionally.

Some people look down on delivery drivers, I’ve met them and still meet them on a daily basis. Although Covid-19 has reduced that quite significantly, there are still people who I meet (deliver to mostly) that I can tell have a lowly opinion of delivery drivers.

That’s fine, they’re fuckwits, the world is full of fuckwits, I don’t give them any special treatment though, everyone gets treated the same, seemingly rich or poor, rude or nice.

And I always do things because I want to, not because I’m told to. And I think that makes a big difference to how I feel about myself.

I don’t offer a smile at the door with your parcel because the company tells me to. I do it because I like to and it makes me happy.

I don’t treat your package with respect and care because the company tells me to. I do it because it’s how I want my packages to be treated.

I don’t drive with disrespect for other road users or pedestrians, again not because the company tells me to, but because that’s how I want to be treated.

I also don’t bring any negative outside influences from my life into my day job. If my life outside of work is shitty, it stays outside of work. Again, not because the company wants that (they do actually, its just they can’t say it because of weak minded fuckers) but because I don’t want negativity to lead my life.

I’m always positive, always smiling, always having a laugh. Because life is meant to be fun.

Sure negative things happen to me, all the fucking time. But I choose not to react to them negatively. Well, in the long term anyway.

Short term, sure I allow negative things to get to me. But ultimately I choose to allow them to get to me.

I’m aware when negativity is becoming more powerful around me, some particularly negative people have come into my life, or something is effecting me negatively that shouldn’t be and eventually when it becomes close to overwhelming me, I choose to step back from it and turn on some positivity.

Basic positivity helps in any situation. Being thankful for the basics has always been my go to.

If I have food in my stomach, clothes on my back and a roof over my head, the rest doesn’t matter. I can be happy and positive no matter what.

Some people might not be able to, perhaps they need more life experiences, more shit to happen to them to toughen them up mentally, because if one things for sure, there are some proper mentally weak people in the world in 2021.

A lot of people seem to think that everything happens to them, that life just happens and they blame others for it.

But ultimately we choose everything that happens to us, doesn’t matter if it is negative or positive. We have made choices that have lead us to this very moment in time.

Most are just not conscious of making a decision which often means someone else has made one for them.

Fuck that shit. Only you have control of yourself.

Where the fuck are you going with this midget? Why am I now writing to myself, is my head that fucked I don’t know how many of me there are now.

Fuck, that’s a scary thought there, more of me then just me in the world, ha ha, the world is fucked.

Oh wait, it already is. Ha.

Looking back to the past I can see shit that has happened but have never been this conscious of the effects it has on the world around me. Is that because I’ve never really been me, until now.

Well that’s true I guess, until this very moment I was someone else. Right now I’m me, but yesterday and tomorrow I was and will be someone else.

Yeah ok midget, trying to be deep and meaningful, tit.

That’s my mind dumped, I feel relieved at writing this all down, as normal for a mind dump post.

Right, it’s time for some movement then some food and drink, I’ve been sat here for 2hrs or so writing this.

I can feel my body needs to move, I think some basic bodyweight exercises are in order, chin ups, push ups and some squats I think. No major weightlifting this week as I had planned, my body and mind has felt pretty whacked every night so far.

Guess it has been the first week on a new route, a lot of new things to take in. I have done some basic bodyweight stuff 3 times this week though, so that’s maintenance level at least.

Until next time…


2020 – a memorable year delivering parcels and some.

Well that was a long time without posting anything on this blog. It’s weird because I felt like I wanted to write something at times, but just never did.

So where to start, I guess the best place would be….. fucking hell 2020, fuck right off!

I’ve been lucky to be in an industry that hasn’t negatively been affected by Covid-19 and 2020 was by far the busiest I have ever been in a day job.

Online delivery just went proper job mainstream pmsl.

I delivered to more people who hardly or had never done any online shopping then ever last year. Sometimes it was funny listening to their stories of ordering online for the first time, other times it simply mad me laugh out loud when they pronounced that online shopping isn’t the way forward and will stop soon enough!

Mostly I was just happy to be able to help people get the things they needed, food, medicine, DIY stuff, fashion and every fucking doodad you can imagine, I delivered it all in 2020.

At times my route was 50% busier than normal and as a company we got days behind on deliveries, other times it was normal and we met all delivery timescales ahead of schedule.

But on the whole it’s been an extremely busy year for delivery and one I’m glad to see the back of. Unfortunately though I see no end to the glut of deliveries any time soon.

Obviously government lockdowns are still a thing here in the UK and people have no choice but to buy things online, that I can understand, but I still am and even more so now, frustrated by those ordering shit they don’t need.

But I’ve still got a job, I’ve still got my health and I’ve still got loved one’s alive, so that’s what matters the most to me right now.

So, a little look back over last year I think, for future reference….

Health and fitness wise last year was pretty good really. I stuck to cutting down on my sugar intake and made sure I ate more whole meals rather than snacking when I got home from a hard days work.

It paid off as I now automatically get home and start my evenings meal prep and the next days food for work without even thinking about it.

I’ve also stuck to taking the supplements I got myself at the beginning of the year, Vit D, Fish Oil, Multi Vit etc to make sure I was getting everything I needed and it’s paid off as I’m definitely feeling healthier than I have for a long time, on every front.

Weightlifting could’ve been better, I didn’t do as much as I’d wanted to at the beginning of the year, but I didn’t expect to be as busy and as fucking knackered every night after work for the rest of the year, so I’m not beating myself up over it.

I know what I can do after each work day and what I need to do at weekends, so my plan is to carry on for 2021 as I wanted to at the beginning of 2020 but with the knowledge I’ve gained of what my body can and can’t take after the physical demands of driving around delivering parcels.

4 main lifts during the week, Barbell Squats, Barbell Overhead Press, Barbell Deadlifts and Weighted Pushups (because I hate bench press still) during the week. And some accessory movements during the weekend.

From a health point of view it’s been even more important to look after myself after 2020, regardless if you think Covid-19 is a government conspiracy to enslave us all or just another disease us humans get. It’s vital now that health is a priority and that includes fitness, so I’ve set myself up as well as I can hope for.

Years of experience health and fitness wise have given me the confidence to get through times like 2020 and I can’t highlight the fact enough that being fit and healthy is probably the most important thing someone can do for themselves in times like this, our human body and immune system is an amazing thing if given the chance.

Anyway. What else. Ah yes finances, fucking finances.

I started off 2020 with a plan to pay off our debt each month, set us an end date in a few years time and off we went. And then of course fucking Covid-19 hit.

To be fair we could’ve been hit worse then we were in 2020, compared to a lot of people here in the UK, we’re doing ok. We’re not great and we’re not doing shit, we’re just ok.

My partner was unfortunately furloughed a few times in 2020 and may well yet be again in 2021, but we got through it, made some changes and came through it ok.

Debt wise we’re roughly in the same position as a year ago, so no biggy, we didn’t reduce the debt and we didn’t increase it, it’s almost exactly where it was a year ago, so it could’ve been a lot lot worse.

We’ve set goals based on what happened last year and we should be able to ride out this year if it happens again, which if it does, again we probably won’t have paid off any debt, but we won’t have increased it either, but that will be ok right now.

A job loss on my partners side might put a spanner in the works and we can’t plan for that unfortunately. Sure if we’d not been in debt at all then probably yes we could, but we have debt and we’ll deal with that kind of situation if it arises.

She could always come and be a delivery driver with me pmsl, that’s one industry that is just going to go from strength to strength. Well until the robots take over, but I’m pretty confident I won’t be alive by then, let alone a delivery driver still!

So everything else is just a bit meh, without me needing to go into detail, it’s the same for everyone else here in the UK isn’t it. It is what it is right now, we’ll get through it eventually, we’ve not had it as bad as other countries and we won’t once/if this eventually ends.

I’ve given up even thinking about writing about conspiracy theories as there are plenty of people out there writing about them themselves and whilst none are proven right 100%, this last year some have come close to being right, which is fucking scary.

Regardless of what anyone thinks, the statistics don’t lie. Once we have facts in front of us we should rethinking our previous choices and future decisions. However, that’s easier said than done when you’re a group of people that loves to control others.

That’s about as much as I’ll write on that, it’s far too time consuming to try and guess what’s going to happen, regardless if you believe in conspiracy theories or not.

I’d much rather spend my time preparing myself physically and mentally for worst case scenarios, just in case. That way if something doesn’t happen, I’m fit and healthy to enjoy a good life.

I’d suggest anyone who reads this (someone reads my blog? haha) you do the same too, because being physically fit and healthy can help you overcome a lot of life’s obstacles and it also shows how much you care about yourself and others too.

I think I’ll start writing shit down once a week again. Maybe download the wordpress app this time and that might encourage me lol.

Until next time…


2nd week weightlifting and the groove is coming back.

Woowee, I’m glad I had this week off work to do my weightlifting. Man it’s been so fecking hot and humid, typical UK summer of extremes, never a middle of the range warm, just hooooot.

So this week I’ve stepped up the weights from last week, been consistently doing them and my body is feeling it, aching in places I’ve not ached for a while, but overall my body has coped as I’ve not been delivering parcels before the workouts.

Next week will be interesting as I’m back at work and won’t be doing my workouts until afterwards, so I think I’ll skip the accessory movements I’ve been doing and just stick with the main lifts for 4 days and we’ll see how I feel at the end of the week.

So this is what I’ve done this week…


Barbell Squat
46.5 kg x 8 reps
56.5 kg x 8 reps
66.5 kg x 8 reps

Dumbbell Lunges
10 kg x 8 reps
10 kg x 8 reps
10 kg x 8 reps

Amazing what a week off of parcel delivery does to my body. Feel full of energy and stronger this week. Last weeks last set of squats felt heavy, not surprising for first time in nearly 3 months.


Weighted Push Up
10 kg x 15 reps
10 kg x 15 reps
10 kg x 15 reps

Felt more stable on these. Not ready for olympic rings again yet, see how I feel next week.

Dumbbell Flyes
10 kg x 8 reps
10 kg x 8 reps
10 kg x 8 reps

Could feel the burn in my pecs doing these, think i did them a bit too quick after the push ups, wanted to get done working out as it was so fecking humid, I hates it I does, nasty little humidity making me sweatses.


Barbell Deadlift
74 kg x 5 reps
79 kg x 5 reps
84 kg x 5 reps

Did these first thing in the morning for a change, it was going to be too hot in the afternoon.

6 reps
6 reps

Thought I’d do these straight after the deads, get all sweaty in the morning rather than when it’s 30c+ in the afternoon. Felt tough doing them straight after deads, but I did em, go me.

5 reps

I hate pull ups, they just feel so un-natural for my wrists, which is why I prefer chin ups, but thought I’d do a set of these to remind myself why I dislike them as much as getting kicked in the nuts!


Standing Barbell Shoulder Press
41.5 kg x 6 reps
46.5 kg x 6 reps
49 kg x 6 reps

Last weeks 49kg was too much of a jump in the middle set, so I started lower this week and made 49kg my last set. Felt better, but it’s my last week at home, so next week will be after a physically demanding day delivering parcels, so we’ll see how strong I am at the end of it.

Dumbbell Side Lateral Raise
7.5 kg x 8 reps
7.5 kg x 8 reps
7.5 kg x 8 reps

Rear Delt Fly
5 kg x 8 reps
5 kg x 8 reps
5 kg x 8 reps

Boom! And that’s another week of weightlifting done, well done midget!

Until next time…


First deadlifts in nearly 2 years!

Well, I certainly didn’t expect to see in my blog diary that it has been nearly 2 years since I’ve done any deadlifts!

I remember in 2018 that I stopped doing heavy deadlifts due to them really whacking my body and along with delivering parcels, it was too much and they had to go.

And last year I seem to remember a couple of times thinking about doing them again, but never actually did.

So I’m not sure what has changed now, other than I’m on holiday for 2 weeks, but I’m no less knackered each day from delivering parcels, so I’m not sure I’ll be any less whacked if I’m doing deadlifts again.

We’ll have to see I guess. I am eating better than 2 years ago and I’m now taking creatine and some multivitamins regularly again, which may help. But I’ll only know once I’m back delivering parcels again in two weeks if my body can cope with them.

I’m only going to do them once per week and I won’t be going really heavy either.

I started today with just over bodyweight of 71kg on the bar, it felt good, not too challenging. And I did two more sets with another 5kg added each set and stuck to only 5 reps each set.

The last set at 81kg felt challenging, but not too heavy so that was good.

It’s back day today, so I’m doing my deadlifts in the morning and then will do some chin ups this afternoon.

Yesterday was chest day and I did some dumbbell flyes in the morning and some weighted pushups in the afternoon.

I had a 10kg weight plate on my back as I still don’t like doing bench presses so I’m sticking to weighted push ups until I’m back to a decent strength level and then I think I’ll try push ups on my Olympic rings again.

Monday was leg day and I did some dumbbell lunges in the morning and barbell squats in the afternoon.

I hadn’t done any barbell squats since I hurt my back in March as I didn’t want to stress it and wanted it to have fully recovered when I did them again.

I’ve been doing dumbbell squats and not going too heavy, mainly because I can’t hold the dumbbells. But now my back seems ok, so I’m pushing it a lot more seeing as though I’m on holiday and I can rest lots after workouts rather than getting whacked again delivering parcels.

Hopefully by the beginning of July, my body will be used to the weights again and I can then be fine delivering parcels and coming home to lift some weights.

I may well tale it back on the weights for the first week back to work, as I know it’ll take me a week to get back into delivery parcels again, just to not whack my body too much.

Until next time…


3 months of parcel deliveries during COVID-19.

Wow, just wow. Just when you think you’ve seen busy parcel volume, along comes COVID-19 parcel delivering.

Last time I wrote, it had been the busiest few weeks I’ve ever known as a parcel delivery guy. But here we are 3 months later and shit a brick, when will it end!

We’ve had a few days here and there with parcel volume dropping and giving us the false hope it might stay that way and then boom, fucking manic again.

Something I quickly learned was that despite a lot of people being furloughed and receiving less monthly income, they were spending less going out due to nothing being open and therefore had more money to spend online.

And boy have people ordered online.

I stopped caring what people were ordering and judging whether it was essential or not. If a parcel came into the depot on my route, it got delivered without judgement.

I have though on a number of occasions prioritised what the company told me were medical or food parcels over other parcels when I knew I wasn’t going to get through all my deliveries.

That decision was made by myself and other drivers to begin with, then within a few weeks the company made it an official decision.

Now that we’re deep into the lockdown as a company we’ve got on top of the increased volume by getting enough cover drivers in.

At first I believe the overnight increase in parcel volume took the company by surprise as I’d imagine it did for most other delivery companies.

But gradually we got on top of it, managed to get more drivers in, organise everything and now we’re ticking along nicely.

Busier than any other time of the year, but on top of it at least.

So many changes have had to be made, at work and outside of work.

But it is what it is, I’m not one for conspiracy theories, there is the truth and then there are lies, simple.

Some people choose to believe what they find out for themselves by researching independently, others choose to believe what they are told by those in a place of authority.

Our society runs on the majority rule and therefore what the supposed majority believe, goes, end of.

It is what it is and we all live our lives accordingly.

For me personally, one effect I hate of this period of time is queuing.

Holy shit do I hate queuing, and yet I’m British! I despise it with a passion and will avoid it at any expense.

So when I was doing 11hr days delivering parcels, finishing work on a Friday mentally and physically tired, the last thing I wanted to do was que for an hour to get my weekly food shop.

An extra 30 minutes in store, moving around people not knowing what they wanted…. Make a list for fuck sake!

Then another 30 minutes queuing to pay for it all, yeah fuck that.

I quickly decided to get my food delivered, which then quickly turned to click and collect.

I realised that people who had decided to get deliveries may well have to due to being vulnerable and so I thought that collecting my food was the best option overall.

Now my food shop takes about 15 minutes to organise during the week, then about 15 minutes to go and collect.

I’ve always done a bulk food shop every few weeks and then topped up on alternative weeks, so I don’t understand these people that feel the need to go shopping every other day or every day sometimes.

Sure if you live in a small place and don’t have a lot of storage, fair enough. But going shopping for food everyday just doesn’t make sense to me, especially now that it takes so long.

Not surprisingly my weight lifting took a back burner over the last few months.

I gradually found myself wanting to do less and less and what with hurting my back in March and then pulling a muscle in my right calf, I eventually stopped altogether.

Within a few weeks of my back getting manageable I did at least get back to doing bodyweight exercises and a few weeks ago I did finally start weightlifting once again.

It’s surprising how quickly you lose the strength you have built, but it’s also surprising how quickly it comes back.

I deliberately timed getting back into weightlifting 2 weeks ago with a 2 week holiday I’ve had booked since the turn of the year.

2 weeks ago I started light and with just some basic movements, just to see how my back and calf responded.

I’d been able to manage delivering parcels around my back pain and pulled calf muscle but I needed to be careful lifting weights again as it put a lot of strain on those muscles obviously.

Anyway, 2 weeks have been and gone now and despite a few twinges here and there, everything seems OK.

So this week I’ve started weightlifting with some decent weights once again and 2 days in and everything is shiny.

Due to being at home and knowing I have a tendency to sit a lot reading and/or watching films/sports and/or sitting in the garden I have split my workouts into 2 sessions.

I’m doing some accessory movements during the mornings and the main heavy lifts in the afternoons.

And despite the amazing sunshine I’m staying home to do my walking on our treadmill and walking a few times during the day too.

This spreads out my activity throughout the day, just like I would do at work, rather than push it all together in 1 lung and body busting session.

Despite having an inch or so of gut fat to shift, I’m no fan of high intensity workouts outside of the bedroom and so I steer clear of them.

I used to enjoy doing a sprint mile years ago but any enjoyment from HIIT has long gone and so I don’t do it.

I also know from the fitbit watch I wore last year that I’m usually in the fat burning zone with my heart rate for about 4/5 hrs a day.

So now that my body is pretty much injury free, my eating is dialed back in, I’ll soon shift the inch or so from my gut.

Sometimes when I’m at my peak lifting weights, feeling really good, I’m like, you know dude it would look cool to see all of your abs again.

Then after a hot, sweaty, physically and mentally draining day delivering parcels, I’m like, yeah fuck that, give me a cold beer and a seat, cheers.

Right’o it’s time for some movement, time for a brisk walk me thinks.

Until next time…