I have a vague childhood memory, which is probably false as is often the way with childhood memories, of being told by a teacher at a parents evening with my Mum that I did too many activities. This has been a common theme throughout my life, I take on too much and I have a dreadful habit of not saying no. Often I am too flattered that anyone asks me to do anything, and sometimes I just like the idea of being busy. This is some thing that a dear friend of mine knows only too well and has written about on her blog. There are people who "do" and we tend to do a lot!
I have just come to the end of a two year stint as Rowing Captain of our Club here. It's not really a rowing club like anywhere else, it's a massive private members club with some 3000+ members and around 300 active rowers and paddlers who all come under the section of which I was Captain. And four full time staff. When I agreed to take it on I hadn't really though how much time and emotional energy it would take me. Two years later and, although I am not one to regret any decisions I make, I am wondering why on earth I did it. I think it's taken, on average, around 10 hours of time a week. I've had to be a secretary, diplomat, CFO and mediator. Sometimes people are just damn rude, forgetting that I was a volunteer. Ive weathered some very personal attacks, although also some praise too. I've developed an understanding of the mysteries of HK government departments and employment laws. I know the minutiae of insuring boats for a sport that insurers don't quite understand, and issued apologies and thanks on behalf of lots of people.
So now I find myself breathing a huge sigh of relief that it's over and other than a couple of sub committees that will take very little effort, I have lots of time on my hands.
So I've agreed to get a bit more involved in the running of the riding stables...
The last week outside
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