Wednesday, 21 January 2009

Tennis

After getting back from work tonight I decided to brave the harsh winter weather and attend a club session. I had a hit with J last Tuesday, and the standard wasn’t too bad considering neither of us had played for nearly one-third of a year. Tonight, however, I was terrible.

During the knock up everything seemed to be going well, but as soon as the set got under way I couldn’t hit a single decent shot. Every attempt at closing out the point would cause the ball ricochet from the frame of my racquet and send some horrible reverberation up my arm, which would send the ball either into either the bottom of the net or the back fence. The most frustrating thing (as the other tennis players amongst us know) is the fact your mind knows the shot you want to play, but your body just refuses to co-operate. Reactions are just that split-second too slow and consistency is non-existent.

I suppose it could have been worse, though. I only lost the set 6-4 against a fairly strong pair, but felt I let my partner down at every conceivable opportunity. What made it worse, was my partner was a new member, and he now probably thinks I’m just a crappy player that should be sitting somewhere in the off-peak membership ranks. I need to set him straight later in the year, but not today, so I just went straight home and sulked.

I have arranged to have a hit with J and Loz on Saturday morning which I’m really looking forward to. Hopefully we can keep it serious for long enough to get some decent practice in, which I think will happen as we all have real intentions of hitting good form before the season begins this year. It’s just so hard to get motivated to go out and brave the elements when the weather is like this.

Botten came round last night to watch the United v Derby match and kindly brought along an eight-pack of Grolsch (which we nearly managed to finish by the end of the 90 minutes). He also mentioned an interesting mug-punt he is thinking of taking. This coming year, with nobody really having a Premier League season of a life-time, and nobody really having an opportunity to shine in athletics, Andy Murray could be in with a shout of winning sports personality of the year should he win a Grand Slam. So saying, I have no idea what the odds are on this, but at this stage it could be worth a fiver.

In two weeks today J and I will be in Canada, ‘enjoying’ temperatures of around -20 degrees. Before this summer, I had never experienced heat like Death Valley (125 degrees), and I have never experienced anything anywhere near as cold as Canada is set to be in February. I have always wondered, if given the choice, whether I would prefer to deal with extreme heat versus extreme cold. I will know the answer to this question in a little over two weeks time.

Sunday, 18 January 2009

Job

I realise I make false promises when it comes to blogging. So from now on, no more promises, just a blog every now and again when I decide there is something worth writing about.

Since my last posting I have a job working in the legal team of a company. The basic concept of what I do is speak to employees, whose company have paid to use our service, and offer them legal advice on pretty much anything they want to know. The main areas of law I tend to deal with are employment, family, landlord & tenant and consumer. Most of the team are also in the same position as me i.e. having recently finished the LPC and looking for training contracts. This makes the atmosphere in the team quite good, especially as we are all about the same age.

I have been there for about three months now, and I have to admit I quite enjoy the range of issues that I have to deal with. A lot of the time my job is telling people that they have no legal rights whatsoever, or informing them that they have been incredibly stupid in doing whatever they have done, but some of the time I can tell the advice I give them is actually really going to help – which is pleasing. I know what you are thinking, ‘a lawyer with a conscience?’ Don’t worry though; I don’t have much of one. I’m quite certain by the time I actually get around to practicing law I will be as ruthless as the rest of them – it’s something to aspire to anyway.

I remember at the start of the conversion course I took 2 years ago, the lecturer asked the class how many of us wanted to become lawyers for the pursuit social justice, versus those purely motivated by the money. About three-quarters raised their hand for social justice. At the end of the year, the lecturer asked the same question, only this time three-quarters raised their hand for money. For the record, I raised my hand for money on both occasions.

I should now also be out of my three month probation period at work, which means I can get a bonus of up to 15% on my monthly salary. I’m not really earning that much at the moment, but my director tends to take our team out for drinks at least once a week on the company credit card. A couple of Thursdays ago, we managed to notch up a £400 drinks tab between seven of us - so it certainly adds up as a good benefit over time. I’m quite happy taking my salary in booze; it’s what I spend my money on anyway, so I get to cut out the middle-man.