Delivery driving isn’t for the faint of heart.

Delivery driving is most definitely not for the faint of heart.

Of course, I already knew that, but this last week has reaffirmed it to me.

From the beginning of last week at the new delivery job and being anxious before I started it. To feeling confident I could do the job once I was a few days into it, to then feeling anxious again after being told there was no work one day and then feeling confident again when I received a full-time job offer the same day.

Now here we are in a brand new week and I’m feeling anxious again ffs.

I’ve just been informed that the new delivery company I’m working for have had some serious issues in another depo that supplies the one I’m working out of and that there won’t be any work until at least Friday of this week.

The person who I report to sounded genuine enough and slightly embarrassed when he was telling me all this and also said that I’ll still get paid (although a slightly reduced day rate) so as to ensure I’ve got my van hire covered and some wage coming in for the days I don’t work.

But for some reason I felt like I wasn’t being told the whole truth and that I was being lied to. Maybe it’s just my lack of trust in someone I don’t really know yet, but experience has taught me otherwise and I feel that something is amiss.

The only upside is that firstly I’ve not been told there’s no work at all, so that’s a start, but I can also at least go and earn some money elsewhere for a few hours a day delivering parcels for another company now that I have a van.

If it turns out that I don’t get any money from the original delivery job, then at least I’ve still got some money coming in to cover my van hire costs and some wage to cover the bills too.

If I do get paid from the original delivery job then I’ll have some extra money at the end of the week, which would be awesome.

So it’s a bit of negative news to start the week, but it isn’t as bad as it could’ve been and at least there is a silver lining to it.

Although, I haven’t worked for this other delivery company yet, so they might be fuckwits to work for and chuck loads of parcels at me!

I’m sure they are not, but we’ll see how it goes as I’ve confirmed I can work tomorrow just now and if the original delivery job contacts me before I start tomorrow to say there is work, then I’ll just cancel this back up delivery job, they’ve always got drivers looking for work so they’ll be ok with it.

Hey ho. All part of a temporary delivery drivers life I guess. I just need to keep my chin up until I’ve got a permanent job again and things will be fine.

I need to go and lift some weights now I think. And listen to some boom boom music!

Until next time…

WeeMike

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A day job that fits around my personal life.

So, it’s been a full 28 days since I left my last day job as a multi-drop delivery driver. It’s been a great 4 weeks, being able to get my sanity back, not stressing out about making urgent deliveries etc.

But from a job finding point of view, not so much.

From a personal view, I’ve loved not getting up to work for someone else. I have been working, but not really.

Ha!

I’ve been working in the sense that I’ve managed to sell a big chunk of the remaining clothing stocks that we had left from our business venture that we closed early this year.

It’s all been sold on eBay and I’ve no way near made enough to cover all of the original cost, but it’s been money that has been needed now.

What it has done is made me realise how much I enjoy working from home and for myself more importantly.

At my last day job I was technically self employed, but I couldn’t take a day off without long term notice or a financial penalty, which basically meant I wasn’t self employed.

If I was truly self-employed, then sure I can understand not earning any money if I had a day off, but I wouldn’t been penalised any more financially after that.

Anyway. I’ve realised I want to work from home but I need find a day job to pay the bills in the meantime. So I’ve got to suck it up and get a day job and then find something that I can work from home on.

I’ve looked at freelancing in customer service roles and they appeal to me, working for an online company answering their emails, helping their customers with orders etc. But I’ve got no recent experience and all of the work I’ve applied for has been unsuccessful, mainly I think due to not having any recent experience.

Anyway, that’s something to work on.

Right now I’ve not been able to find a new day job yet. Despite sending a couple of dozen applications during the last month, in fact I’m one short of sending one every day. And only two have got back to me.

Unfortunately both were not high enough pay, which is funny because I don’t have any pay coming in right now, but if I took them I wouldn’t be able to pay the bills, so I turned them down.

It would have saved time if they had advertised the pay with the job advertisement, but hey ho.

Anyway, I’ve got a meeting with a recruitment agency tomorrow, for a role in my local town, that pays well, but one that the hours are a pain. It’s a 4am start.

It’s later than my previous early start job, that being 1-2am. But 4am still means getting up at 3:15am, which in turn means being in bed before 9pm. And even then I’d be pushing to get 6hrs of sleep, which I know I need every night.

Generally, I can get away with less than 6hrs sleep for a few nights, but not week in week out.

I’ve tried in the past to adjust my personal life around this type of job and although I did it for 18 months, it changed my personal lifestyle to an extent I wasn’t happy with and so I left in the end.

So I feel that longterm this new role wouldn’t be something I’d stick with, but I have to bite the bullet and just go with it for now. I need a monthly income and this is the only job that I’ve been offered that pays my bills.

I’m still looking for other work and will continue to so do if/when I start this new job.

I might be able to agree a later start time and finish, who knows. A 5am start would be workable for a while. Get used to the job and see how I feel.

We’ll see.

Anyway. My fitness or should I say my weightlifting has been going better this last month than at any point this year. Having the free time during the day has meant I’ve done either a bodyweight workout at the minimum or a decent amount of weightlifting several times a week every week, which has been great.

I’ve managed to put on a couple of lb’s in the last 4 weeks, which is without a doubt due to not being as active, but I’ve also been pushing myself to eat properly again.

So that along with the weightlifting has enabled me to put on a little weight again. And I’m pretty sure it’s good weight as my stomach hasn’t got any bigger haha!

Until next time…

WeeMike

If I’d known losing weight was this easy, I’d have done it sooner.

So I took my measurements yesterday morning for this first time in over 7 months.

On Jan 6th this year I took these measurements:

Weight: 75kg

Waist: 36 inches

Chest: 41 inches

On 11th Aug this year I took these measurements:

Weight: 66kg

Waist: 32 inches

Chest: 39.5 inches

Holy. Shit.

9kg scale weight lost and 4 inches around my waist. I really wasn’t expecting that much of a drop, I’d sneakly hoped I’d have shrunk my waist that much, but wasn’t really expecting it.

I only have proper fitness stats going back to 2011 and then my waist was 33 inches and my scale weight was 64kg, my chest was a measly 37 inches lol.

So working my nuts off for 12 hrs a day 5-6 days a week and not eating regularly is the way for me to lose body fat.

Bosh.

It’s funny really because I’ve never been a fan of food as such, but I do like to eat. I’ve never conciously not eaten because I wanted to lost body fat, but one thing I have noticed whilst working so hard delivery driving, is that my hunger disappears the harder I work.

I remember only a few weeks ago, I had my normal coffee upon waking and then my breakfast raw milk shake, with a banana and a scoop of whey protein in and that was it until I got back home at 7pm.

I realised that I was so busy delivering parcels that day, like stupidly busy that I didn’t think about eating because I hadn’t got hungry. Normally at some point hunger of some level kicks in during the day and I grab my lunch and eat it.

But that day I distinctly remember not feeling hungry and just drinking a few bottles of water.

Funnily enough when I got home and realised I hadn’t eaten my lunch I started to get hungry and then whilst cooking my dinner I felt proper starving and ate some of my lunch after my dinner lol.

Over the last 7 months I haven’t deliberately not eaten so that I lost body fat, my hunger levels just seemed to have dropped since being so busy delivery driving.

I’ve obviously known that this would happen as the weeks went by, but thought to myself it wouldn’t be this drastic.

Alas, here I am, having lost all the body fat I wanted to at the beginning of the year, and then some.

I don’t doubt that some of my lack of hunger has been due to stress as the job is pretty stressful at times, but I feel that I’ve got used to the stress levels now and don’t feel that it’s getting me down like it did at the beginning. Perhaps my brain and body have both become stronger from it and I’m now confident that I can deal with everything the job throws at me and consequently get less stressed from it.

As I mentioned in my last post, I did some deadlifting this week and really enjoyed it, so next week my aim is to do 2 or 3 lifting sessions of some kind and gradually build up to 3 or 4 every week again.

I don’t intend on shoving food down my neck for the sake of it, I’ll just increase my food intake as and when I get hungry.

I don’t actually like eating that much during the day whilst being so busy delivering parcels and prefer to have bigger dinners in the evenings.

I really like the full stomach feeling last thing at night. Although not really last thing at night as I can’t sleep on a full stomach, but within a few hours and I’m good.

I just need to make sure that if I eat more for dinner that it’s good food and not my normal dinners and then some junk thrown in for the extra calories. That’s how I got a 36 inch waist and I’m not having that again!

Anyway. It’s the weekend and what better way to celebrate losing so much body fat? Drink rum and play computer games.

Bang on!

Until next time…

WeeMike

Weightlifting after a day of lifting and carrying hundreds of boxes.

One thing I didn’t think about or plan for when starting this delivery driver job 6 months ago?

How fucked I’d be by the end of each working day.

Lifting, moving and walking with 250-400+ boxes varying in weight from 1kg to 40kg throughout the day really takes its toll on you in ways you can’t imagine.

Each day starts pretty manic. You get in to work, lift, move and carry loads of boxes loading them on to your van.

Then you go off and deliver them throughout the day, again lifting and carrying them.

Then you get to the end of the day, often 10hrs later and you have to do a load of collections, again, carrying and moving loads of boxes.

Finally you arrive back at your depot and you have to unload all of your collections put of your van.

Holy shit I’ve been smacked some nights.

And the thought of weightlifting in the evenings has completely left my mind.

I’ve not done a proper weightlifting session for many months and the obvious signs are there.

My strength has dropped no doubt, but by how much I don’t know exactly.

I’ve just done 3 sets of 5 rep deadlifts at 80kg, 90kg and 100kg.

The 100kg was pretty taxing and I’ll pay for tomorrow no doubt.

I know I’ve lost weight as my waist is a lot slimmer than it was months ago, but I don’t know my exact weight or measurements any more.

I think I’m probably down to around 67-68kg or less and I reckon my waist must be below 32 inches or there abouts now.

I’m going to have a weigh in and measure tomorrow morning and see where I’m at properly.

Not that I want to know the details any more, I’m really not bothered by measurements and stats, I just like to time lift when it suits me (obviously not a lot lately lol) and eat healthy enough to live the life I want to, stats don’t make a difference to any of that.

But still, I am a little inquisitive to know what I weigh and what measurement my waist is lol.

Until next time…

WeeMike

Turning 40. Is it a defining moment?

So yesterday I finally turned 40.

Not that I’ve been waiting to turn 40. You know,  just sat at home in a chair watching the world go by and now I’m 40 I can finally be free to go out into the world.

But that’s what it had felt like with many peoples responses to me turning 40.

This past week everyone that knew I was turning 40 wanted to know what I was doing to celebrate, was I doing something extra special, because you know 40 is a big thing.

Is it?

I didn’t think it was. And still don’t, but others seem to think the opposite.

I get excited and happy about things. But celebrating my birth and the 40th anniversary of it. Not so much.

I get excited about the end of each year. What I’ve experienced, learnt etc. And I enjoy looking back on the year and then forward to the next.

But getting excited about the anniversary of my birth. Again, not so much.

Sure I enjoy receiving gifts. As anyone might.

Sure I enjoy eating special birthday foods. As anyone might.

And sure, I enjoy receiving attention from people. As anyone might.

But I don’t feel like it’s that much of a special day.

Especially reaching a certain age.

It feels the same as any other age.

Even reading about other people’s experiences of reaching 40. I still don’t feel any different about it.

Age is just a number.

Cliche I know.

But there is more to it.

For me, anyway.

I’ve never been a trend setter.

I’ve never been first to the party.

I’ve always let others go first.

But as I’ve gotten older. I’ve started to catch up.

Perhaps turning 40 will mean I will be a trend setter. Perhaps I will be first to the party.

Perhaps I will go first for once.

…..

Unlikely.

I’ve always done things differently to others.

I watch. I read. I listen. I learn.

I assimilate what makes others happy and I do my own thing, my own way that makes me happy.

Watching others. Reading about others. Listening to others. Learning from others.

I won’t lie, it has been lonely at times.

But that’s because I’ve wanted it to be.

I don’t do large crowds. I don’t do large circles of people I don’t really know.

I do small intimate circles of people who I allow into my world.

I allow them to share their world with me.

Some people don’t understand that, some people don’t accept that.

Others do and we share each other’s worlds.

It might only be a fleeting moment in each of our lifetimes.

It might be every day of our lifetimes.

It might start unexpectedly and end even more so.

It might start meaningfully and also end so.

Turning 40 has made me accept the interludes of loneliness.

Turning 40 has made me realise that the loneliness has allowed me to learn who I really am.

For a long time I was scared of the loneliness.

I allowed it to consume me for long periods of my life.

But without knowing it, I was still watching. Still reading. Still listening and as it turns out, still learning.

Perhaps I’m not so different after all.

Perhaps I’m talking shit.

Either way.

Turning 40 is just a number.

But it is a number that has allowed me to become who I am today.

Turning 40 isn’t defining. But my life until 40 has been defining.

I wonder what the next 40 will bring.

Until next time…

WeeMike

Weightlifting at last! 

Finally managed to finish work early enough to be home for 5pm and I got some weightlifting in, finally! 

Was really excited for some reason lol. Felt like it was Christmas.

Until I got under the bar. 

I decided to start with some 5 rep sets of squats.

I’ll stick with 2.5kg over bodyweight to start with I thought. So I plonked 72.5kg on the bar and holy moly did it feel heavy.

5th rep I was straining, I could feel the veins in my head bulging lol. 

2nd set was strangely easier and 3rd set felt pretty good too.

Guess I just needed to greese the cogs as it were. 

I wanted to do more but thought better of it, we’ll see how my body feels over the next few days lol.

Also did some bent over rows, as I don’t feel I can do any deadlifting until I’m properly back into it. And I stuck with 46.5kg on the bar for 3 sets of 8 for those.

Then I did a 10 rep set of chin ups and finished off with some side raises, because I could lol. 

I’m going to work on a plan this week for the coming few months. And this time I think I’ll put down 15 exercises that I want to do through the week and then when I get home from delivery driving, I can pick a few exercises from the list, according to how tired I am. 

That’s the plan anyway, it working is another thing, we’ll see how my body reacts this week.

Until next time, 

WeeMike

Wednesday musings

I made the decision to wake up an hour after my partner this morning.

She got up at 6 am to go for a run on the treadmill. And I decided that even though I don’t have a job, I should start waking up at the time I probably will once I do.

Create a routine an all.

So I was awake at 7 am and up and ready for the day by 8 am. Which was the earliest for a few weeks.

I decided to hit some household choirs head on as I’d been putting the off for a week.

The main choir being cleaning the oven.

That took me most of the morning. We use it a lot as we like to cook proper foods and we rarely eat ready meals.

We both need to get into the habit of giving it a more regular wipe down.

Then I did the hoovering and felt some weird sense of accomplishment at the house having a clean floor.

Had some lunch and then arranged another job interview for tomorrow. This time with a local delivery company, so fingers crossed that turns out positive as I’d prefer to work locally.

Now I’m spending a few hours this afternoon reading. One thing I read that stuck out for me was this… 2 Mental Shifts.

I’ve always worked for the business I work at and not just for myself. From memory, I’ve always been one of the first people to take on more work when needed. To stay later/work extra days if needed or even help others with their tasks when not asked if I can see they’re running late or could just do with a hand.

Not because I enjoy being praised, but because I know that everything that everyone does or doesn’t do, effects the company. And ultimately as an employee it’s in my interest that everyone in the company and the actual company it self, does well.

Without a doubt looking at a lot of people that are unhappy in their job, one of the main reasons is that they don’t go that extra mile for the company or their fellow worker. They do it for praise and/or a promotion/raise.

I couldn’t care less about gaining promotions or praise. Sure I like to be told every now and again that I’ve done a good job. But I’m an adult, I know I’ve done a good job when the job has been completed as required and because I’ve done it.

If I’ve been asked to do a job, I’ll do it as best I can, as quick as time allows and I’ll go the extra mile if needed without being asked. Because I like to do a good job. Not because I want to please my bosses, I’ve generally worked in customer facing roles so the only people that need pleasing are customers.

From experience, I know this gives me browny points with bosses or puts me in their good books and sure I’ve used this in the past too and been able to get days off at short notice or more favourable jobs rather than a mundane task.

But that is never the reason I do a good job. I do a good job because I enjoy doing a good job and want a customer to have a good experience of the company they are dealing with. Why bother doing something if you’re not going to do it to the best of your abilities?

Huh. Wednesday musings turned into something else. That’s enough of that.

Time for some more activity me thinks, bodyweight only, 3 rounds of push ups, squats and chin ups is good enough right now.

Until next time…

WeeMike