I spent the first three days back at work at a training course 250 miles from home. It meant coming into work for an hour on Monday morning before picking up a very nice 2.0l turbo diesel Focus to travel up in. Last time I went I was under the impression I’d get mileage allowance from work so I took my own poor little car up, but it turns out there’s no mileage paid out of Cornwall…. This time I made sure I got things right and took a bigger hire car up, something more akin to cruising up. It only had 100 miles on the clock when I picked it up and was a joy to drive, although in all honesty I could have done with not having to drive home straight after the course ended last evening, but it’s not all bad. I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve been abroad this year, but it feels like Summer’s over, or dying at the very least, and I’m starting to feel very Autumnal already. Some people who know me well know how much I love Autumn, it’s my very favourite time of year. Why it is, I can’t really sum up in a sentence or two, so I’ll save it for another post sometime, but part of it is the fantastic colour of the light in the mornings and evenings. Last night as I was coming down through Dorset and Devon and heading back into the West, I noticed how the colour has started changing already and it was glorious. Rolling over hills with great music playing, windows open and chasing the Sun westward was just awesome, I enjoyed it so much. So much so it’s spurred me on to dig out my favourite ‘Octoberish’ albums and stick them on my ipod in readiness.
I’m just starting to get into the swing of things again now being back at work, it’s been quite weird re-adjusting after not being there for the best part of three weeks. I’ve also missed training twice so I’m really looking forward to getting back in the Dojang and working up a sweat. On the subject of the Dojang/Academy, we’ve had some awesome news – our Change Of Use planning application has gone through at the District Council! After some less-than-friendly opposition to our application from our new neighbour (who has a spat ongoing with our landlord and was being awkward out of spite), being told that there’s no way it’d go through and after a *long* application process and a lot of work behind the scenes, it’s finally ours! In Sung Kwan Martial Arts has its own academy building, a place to officially call our own and use. Now that the last lingering hint of doubt has been removed we can set about finishing the building off, the first step of which is to go along this evening and tear the ‘To Let’ sign off the front. How much tearing I’ll be doing with a dodgy shoulder is another matter entirely, it’s going to be satisfying regardless.