Well the new job is really testing me in ways I never expected it would. Dear reader, they are ALL massive health freaks.
In my first few days I discovered the following:
They all want to do the new Brighton marathon "because Brighton has been lobbying for one for ages" - I'm sorry = WHAT?!? fuck me, at our old gaff in SE London the locals were lobbying for a new needle exchange centre, but we didn't all have to become bloody smack head to "support it"
About 70% of them have tried at least one extreme sport - the girl that sits opposite me wake boarded TO WORK the other day
Two of my bosses have done the Tough Guy race (google it, go on, I dare you, get behavioural targeted by an endurance race) 4 years in a row
It's all a bit stressful to be honest.
It's bad enough moving to a new city and a brand new job, to find out that you are a totally inadequate human being in you're first few days is a little more than I was banking on.
hmm, Bank...Bankers... chiiiiiiiiiiiiips...........
STOP STOP STOP!!!
Must stop eating cheese on toast in my knickers and sleepy t-shirt and go for a run!