How have we fallen in to March already?
How was I in Australia just over two months ago? Going from bare feet on sandy beaches to freezing toes was quite a shock at first. It feels as if I have been back a lifetime. With so much that has gone on since touching down in the UK I have neglected blogging a little and my love for writing.
Seems an age away now but Christmas was just the best. A proper family, homely, Chrimbly Christmas. A Christmas day walk, lots of food, fab presents and chilling out with the family. To spend it on a white sandy beach in the heat would have not been the same.
Coming home from Australia with an empty bank account was slightly daunting, knowing I’d have to get into work as soon as possible, but not wanting to steer back into hospitality for quick cash. It was time to get into the real world, whatever the real world is?
Does anyone ever know what they really want to do? As a journalism graduate everyone sees the simple solution, why not be a journalist? But after I graduated I just felt that career path was not for me. Yes media, marketing, PR and writing is something that intrigues and excites me but since travelling my love for cultures and the well-being of others has really had an impact on me. To work in travel or global relief organisations would be the dream.
For now I have landed a fantastic opportunity working at the global design agency, JDO, as an Account Executive. Working amongst the Client Servicing team, alongside clients like Unilever and Carlsberg; it’s a fantastic learning hub, being in an office environment which I have never done before, looking after clients accounts, researching, writing briefs, and doing general admin. The gang at JDO are great fun and all so lovely; I feel like I have bonded with them all so quickly and look forward to what this next year brings at JDO.
Outside of work a lot of my hours are spent running in training for the Brighton Marathon in April. A couple of weekends ago I completed my first ever half marathon in Tunbridge Wells, with 2.14 hours on the clock I was pretty happy!
It is hard squeezing in 10-15-18 mile runs every weekend when all I want to do is curl up in bed early Saturday or Sunday morning rather than pounding the pavements in the freezing cold and rain. But at the end of the road I know it will be a huge achievement and I’m sure my words will be “I’ll definitely be doing this again next year!”. At this moment in time it is time-consuming and hard work, although during the week I do a lovely short run on my lunch break, nicknamed ‘cardiac hill’ for the treacherous steep hill that stretches forever. It’s the perfect break away from the screen.
People ask me will I do any more travelling. My answer at the moment is it is definitely not off the agenda, but long-term travelling is put on hold so I can get myself on the road to a career, and gain some working experience behind me. Not that I don’t reminisce about travelling every single day, wishing I was on top of a mountain, or kayaking through rainforests. But those moments will always be there to go back to and it excites me to think where my next journey will take me.