Swimming with turtles on Gili Air

As part of our recent travels we spent lots of time underwater. Either learning to dive, (we took our open water diving certification) or snorkeling off the many beaches. Whilst we did see more, and much bigger, turtles than the one in the short movie, when diving, this little one was quite at home on the reef opposite where we stayed. All we had to do was wade out into deeper water and there it would be. The first time we didn’t have the cheap Chinese Go-Pro with us, but the second time we were please to have caught this on film.

I’m really becoming far more comfortable in the water, I seem to have spent lots of time there in recent weeks. This has been a challenge of mine for the last three years. From having an anxious moment in the water one summer and then deciding to do something about it.

  • I took swimming lessons, and now swim around 30 laps of the pool every week.
  • We capsized our canoe in open seas, one of my nightmare scenarios, no life jackets. I survived of course and learnt that it wasn’t so bad after all.
  • Learned that having your air supply turned off underwater also isn’t so bad. A part of the PADI diving course.

All in all my love of the water has increased significantly. Its all part of the reprogramming my brain to re-learn that water isn’t the scary thing I’d been brought up to believe. I have my mother to thank for this, she is petrified of water, and many other things in the world.

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Professionalism and Respect

This week I’ve mainly been……

Thinking about professionalism and respect.

There’s very little of it here in Cambodia. It’s not a concept that has worked its way into the culture just yet. There are many reasons for this, education, language, and for the most part of a developing country, just not knowing what good looks like. It would therefore be easy to find yourself adopting some of this negative behavior and accepting that this is just the way it is. There’s an element of this certainly within the expat community.

But this is not an excuse. To me we should maintain professionalism and respect in everything we do. Just because someone else does something perhaps not normally acceptable, it is not a signal for us to copy that behavior. This week, I found myself becoming a little blase about some of the work I’d completed, and shocked myself when looking at the consequences.

Professionalism is a state of mind, as well as the actions to support it.

This is yet another one of those deep principles I’ve learnt since living here.

 

life is a beach

Life is a beach

Last year I can’t remember the number of times friends and acquaintances took the mickey over the number of holidays we took. My response is now fairly consistent.

“They aren’t holidays they are a lifestyle.”

Travel was always part of the plan for the future. My ideal situation is to be able to generate an income irrespective of where I am in the world. Location independence as its called. I’m not quite there yet, but I’m in no way about to give up any time soon. Last year we spent a lot of time at the beach, so I thought it worth reminding myself of some of the places we spent time at.

“Money isn’t the point. A business should be about lifestyle, impact and meaning”

Corbett Bar

I arrived back in the UK at 7am and felt relatively refreshed,  given I didn’t feel as though I’d got much sleep on the flights. I’m staying with Andrew this week, my running partner. We’d planned to get out running as frequently as possible, so this morning was as good a time as any to set forth.
My thought was, that we should catch up with the training plan and run the 5 miles that we should be doing at the end of this week. Starting the training plan and being three weeks behind already isn’t the best way to start.
So off we went, down the Uxbridge Road. A run to the bridge, turn around at the half-way point, and then run back. It probably isn’t the best course to run, as the roads are busy, so are the shops situated in parallel and there’s probably eight or so roads to cross.
In fairness we did pretty well, no issues on the way there. A short stretch at the half-way point and a run back. To say neither of us had covered this distance in a while we did OK. I decided to sprint the last 20 yards or so, just to give a bit of energy to the finish.
As we caught our breath, Andrew commented that I looked a bit on the purple side, I said he looked a bit on the pale side. We both agreed we should probably look a shade somewhere in the middle.
The good news is that it wasn’t terribly bad to catch up. I’d run three and a half miles the previous week in a failed attempt to run every day. Andrew’s pretty fit, but he’s more of a strength participant than a cardio one.
Whatever the situation we’re on track to complete the training plan, assuming the motivation continues.
Distance: 5 miles
Time: 47 minutes