Today was a fantastic day. I lounged around reading my trashy literature over some oatmeal and tea and then a freaky thing happened I felt this warm beam of sunlight radiating from the window. At first I assumed it was a tease, sunshine that is colder than most grey days but upon sticking my head out of the window I realized it was warmish sun. I bolted out without a coat in running gear and ran down the royal mile and out to Arthurs Seat (google it). I ran through puddles, spongy grass and past Scottie dogs with scottie owners. I had mud splattered all over my legs and I wanted to shout "FRREEEDDOOOOM". I was out of the city, out of worries, I was me!

And just as I let go I get a message from a gym I had since given up on about a full time fitness instructor. A legit job for home, for here- a great sallary, benefits and the works. I had no time upon recieving the message to when I had to prepare. I had to go right from my run- grass stains and sweat...if that didn't show them I was committed to fitness I don't know what would. He gave me a written exam about muscle groups, anerobic and aerobic excersises, hypothetical sitcuations, the whole bit and he says that it's just between me and a few people. The only thing I have going against me is the time I will be here...I had to be honest because this is more than a bar job and although summer is their low season and they don't need as many people a company is always looking for long term investments.