I don’t think admin is liked by many, if any. But admin that is required under already stressful circumstances is just Bad-min.
And so have been the last few days.
- Office move
As fate would have it, we are moving offices and that office move is happening on Comrades weekend. Yes. What are the chances?
It’s not that it’s caused a major upset to my work environment but with the biggest team staff complement in the firm, there are a variety of extra elements of thought and consideration it throws into the mix of an average working day just to make all the rest of what’s going on that little bit trickier.
On Wednesday it was an appointment with Dr. Eric Klug, a Joburg Cardiologist, for a last minute checkup to make certain that the old ticker is functioning well and that nothing has happened since I last saw him in 2013.
The strain that endurance events put on various parts of the body can’t be underestimated. The sensible, and maybe fearful side of me wants to avoid missing some detectable frailty or abnormality that might cause me unexpected issues on raceday and so figure a proper checkup with a cardiologist every few years is a good idea.
Good news is that all is in order so that bit of admin was worth it as the extra element of calm that brings to my attitude about running was well worth it.
The hospital was in Sunninghill however, which meant racing back home to get my raceday nutrition ready to drop off at my running club.
- Raceday logistics
My excellent EasyEquities Born2Run club has stands at Drummonds (44km) and Fields Hill (66km) this year, which works perfectly for my raceday food plan – see 4 sleeps till Comrades if you missed it.
My nutrition plan isn’t complicated at all and involves me simply mixing 2 scoops of powder with water at each stop and consuming immediately and then grabbing a very small bottle (containing gel) and 3 joobies (small lemon quarter shaped things) and carrying on.
I planned to put it all together in different bags the night before but didn’t have time so now I had to scramble to move the powder into separate zip lock bags, pour the gel into the gel bottles and gooi a few extra prezzies in (sweat bands, sunscreen, chafe cream etc) that might make my life a little more pleasant before rushing my eldest daughter to Wednesday night hockey.
Thankfully her hockey is at St. Stithians, as is my running club HQ. EASIER. On the way there, realised I need water to mix with powder. F$£%.
Crisis averted. Garage on way. Get to hockey on time. Drop bags and go on pleasant 20minute run to ease the tension.
- Fixing my running phone
I need a phone on my run. I need music. I need to take photos. I need to let Nina know how I’m doing and I may need to publish social media – if I have the will and the inclination.
My iPhone 8 plus is too big to carry for 90kms and my faithful running phone – an old iPhone 5s had a shot screen. So the answer was to swap phones with Neens (iPhone 6s) on the day and Bob’s your uncle. Well apologies if he’s not, but you get my drift. So I rush to wefix in Morningside to have her battery (which is iffy) replaced, only to find that they don’t have any in stock for the iPhone 6s – ANYWHERE in ANY branch, in the WHOLE country. I had enquired about it a few days earlier and told it would take just 2 hours, but the good folk neglected to look up the stock situation. Plan B. Replace the screen and battery on the faithful 5s.
I succeeded, and in retrospect it wasn’t the end of the world, but it did require me going home and going back and it just makes the necessary admin BAD.
And these are just three examples of many while a particularly anxious mind moves inexorably towards Sunday – minute-by-minute, hour-by-hour.
Damn that B-ADMIN.