Another Day...Another Huge Life Change!!

And yet again, my little world changes with a mere phone call. Lucky I like change.

Last Thursday, about an hour prior to Bootcamp, I received a phone call from the Northern Territory Police telling me that I have been accepted into the next accelerated recruitment intake in April. There’s nothing like a special phone call to tell you that you’ve succeeded in your job application. You can’t help but feel the buzz of success!! Immediately my head was spinning and my stomach churning. Of course I wanted to hear the good news – but when reality hits it can be a tougher call than you first thought.

In explanation, I had submitted an application last September and spent the last five months slowly ticking off the various application criteria. It included; psychological testing, literacy & numeracy testing, medical, hearing test, formal interview and a myriad of background checks. Finally it all culminated in that phone call last Thursday, which had been delayed by the state of play in the government budget.

So here I am – supposed to be ecstatic, and all I have are questions flying through my mind; What will happen to my clients? My beloved Bootcamp? My KIDS!!!! How will I continue training? How will I make it to the comps? Will the uniform colour be flattering? Oh so many questions!!! With about 24 hours to make that decision on whether to accept or not!

I would like to say I kept a cool head and answered the questions in an orderly fashion. But I did not. I went into a flap. I called some people. I brooded. I drank black coffee while lying the pool and contemplating my belly button. I attended the Muscle Inn and completed the heaviest and best Chest training session that I could. I called Ingrid. I brooded some more. And, on top of it all, I felt more than a little pleased that I had prepared my day’s food that morning so throughout the chaos I only ate what I had to, at the times prescribed.

And then I pressed the button on my acceptance email. It was done. I shall be entering the Police Academy on April 8 to begin my time with the NT Police Force. And I couldn’t be happier.

The big question I can hear rolling in minds is – Why? Why now when Bootcamp is thriving, PT is ticking along just nicely, I have established myself within my little town and things are just honkey-bloody-dorey (a nice little Kiwi saying!)?

All good questions and not ones I have a completely logical answer for, other than; I really love Policing. It’s my trade if you like. It’s what I know and what I’ve done for so many years. And there are so many things within the police that I have yet to experience and more challenges to conquer. My idea of a great job is one where I am under immense pressure and forced to make decisions that will (hopefully) assist in a positive outcome. And that is really what frontline policing is all about. There are aspects that are harder than others but the good far outweighs the average and I’ll take it one step at a time.

Once a decision was made, it was about finding the best solution or answer to my many questions;

1.       My PT clients will hopefully start to  tap into their own motivation, and utilise the information I’ve taught them in designing and executing their workouts. I aim to continue PT’ing on some level but have a great desire to get some nutritional training under my belt.

2.       My beloved Bootcamp….is going nowhere!!! Of course it isn’t!! It may have a different look for a while but it will still be there. In nearly 2 years, I have never had an unscheduled night off! Not one! So I guess I feel my reliability should help with the trust that it will all be running as usual.

3.       My kids. They are super fantastic (as I’m sure all parents think of their own) and they will adapt and cope with Mummy being away for 10 weeks (with regular weekend catchups!). though I do need a tutor Mon-Fri 2.30pm-4.30pm for 9 weeks if anyone knows of someone suitable.

4.       My training? Hehehe – I just chuckle. Monday to Friday. 8am-4pm (ish) and just my own little self to worry about. Say no more!

5.       Competitions? See above.

6.       Uniform colour? Dark blue is a lot better than khaki for my skin tone!!

So there it is. My next challenge. I’ve always maintained that life should provide you with challenges and excitement – I’m the sort of person that would go looking for it if it wasn’t there so I might as well orchestrate my own. Not to be confused with drama!!! I don’t like drama!

 I have 3 more weeks left here and then to my new ‘home’ in Darwin for 10. I plan to train my butt off from now till D-Day…and then continue training as per usual. Ingrid is skilfully manipulating my food and I’m still eating plenty of colour, some fruit and different protein options. I have noticed the latest menu has a little sting in it’s tail and I’m making use of chewing gum here and there, but I’m very pleased with the results 7 weeks out.

Until next time……