Yes, nine-one-one my first week. The day I was the only manager on site, too. Good sign, bad sign, who knows sign, but it's over and I survived, phew. #thankgoodnessitsover #talkaboutalearningcurve
The first week of management brought man things. It brought:
... early mornings waking up while it was still dark outside.
... driving and witnessing the most beautiful sunrises.
... helter skelter mornings as I tried to get as much done the first two hours of work before I had to be at the front desk for five hours. Luckily the gym is slower than others so I'm able to get a lot of paperwork done online.
... two days of barely eating because my body was still hurting from the previous week.
... lots and lots of apple juice and water.
... multiple trips to the store for um...digestive aids.
... two workouts at the gym during my lunch break.
... a whole cooler reset.
... fun moments of learning my staff.
... moments of apprehension as I tried to understand each person's personality.
... a nine one one call when someone stole an employees car from out front of the gym.
... my first incident report.
... my overnight guy putting in his two weeks. Manager Pinky was able to wrangle three weeks, phew!
... not a lot of sleep but a lot of moments of accomplishment crossing off to dos.
All in all it wasn't horrible. Honestly, if I hadn't felt so crummy all week due to my gallbladder situation I would say it was a great first week. However, being in pain Monday and Tuesday made it tough to really concentrate on anything else, but I was able to hide the situation from everyone so I call that a win. By Friday it had all but subsided and thankfully I'm now back to normal.
Speaking of back to normal, the weekend brought me back to my Pinkyself and I was actually able to get out of the house and do things instead of just lay on the couch. It was a full weekend indeed.
... tuck jump workouts and mirror work. Gotta keep the ups for BODYATTACK.
... beautiful sunsets that bring me peace each and every evening.
... a wonderfully supportive card from my two beautiful sissys. #missewe
... another trip to the Vol Navy on Saturday for some Tennessee football with T-Bone.
... real clothes and my favorite jacket.
... a special, special Starbucks treat I haven't enjoyed in a really long time.
All in all, a fun weekend...until I had to go shopping for black pants. My gym uniform is a black polo and black pants. The hiking pants I've been wearing are great for comfort, but not so great for the cooler weather coming our way. So, I headed to the local Old Navy for some inexpensive black jeans or khakis. RANT ALERT: CAN THE SKINNY JEAN FAD BE OVER SOON?!?! No one has boot cut anymore and NO ONE HAS jeans for short people either. I'm gonna check online, but I was sooooo annoyed after 45 minutes of trying on pants that didn't fit. RANT OVER!
I hope you all had a great weekend and enjoyed your extra hour of sleep. Not the biggest fan of the early dark evenings now, but the extra hour was such a nice bonus yesterday. Cheers to a great week for everyone, let's make it happen :)!