Now that my daughter has started nursery, that is a bill of around £175 a week that needs to be paid from somewhere. The place it is being paid from in our case is a load of overtime that I am doing in the callcentre at work. I do an extra shift of 9am - 1pm every Saturday, and an extra two hours, 5.30pm - 7.30pm on a Wednesday evening, after my normal working shift. I may well end up doing more, but even as it is, that all tallies up to quite a bit of time I spend away from home. Away from my daughter and fiancee.
Last night, Manchester Metrolink was kind enough to fail and cause me to get home about 90 minutes later than usual. That pretty much puts a stop to what little interaction I do get with my daughter of an evening. Now, tonight is bagua class. While this is something I do for myself and my own enjoyment - and I do enjoy it a great deal - when I am missing my time at home, another night where I don't get in until around 9.30pm is not something to which I'm looking forward.
But at the moment I am noticing more and more the benefits I am reaping from what little training I am able to do. My balance is seemingly infinitely better. My stamina is much improved, I even run for the tram now and then (when they are working!) and this is something I never did before. Add to that the exercises I had difficulty with a year ago being much easier (or less difficult, might be a better way to put it!) and I see that, long term, attending my bagua class (at least) once a week is a sacrifice well worth making.
My daughter is 8 months old and will soon be running around. Being fit enough to play with her and keep up will pay its own dividends soon enough.
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