Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.Roman Stoic philosoper Seneca. Or, my preference, Semisonic’s seminal 90s hit ‘Closing Time’
It’s been almost four months since I last pounded the payments around Helensville, a bit longer since I did it pain free. I didn’t realise back then just how badly my knee – or my career – was screwed and just how long it would take me to get back out there without doing more damage (he writes hopefully).
It’s been a frustrating period. Back then there were changes going on at work that were hard to take. Every day felt like more of the hard work I did with amazing teams around the world was being undermined. Little did I know my role was mere weeks away from being disestablished and that, to quote a fellow Scot, the best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men gang aft aglay.
Maybe it would have been easier to deal with redundancy if we hadn’t been in the midst of COVID-19 lockdowns and I had been able to continue running freely as I had been in the weeks previously. But you just have to play the hand you’re dealt with, so here I am. And, frankly, there are many worse off than me so I have little to complain about.
My gardening leave at Microsoft officially ends on Wednesday and from that point until I become gainfully employed again I’m going to be on my own dime, so to speak. That means less playing games and more writing, keeping fit and healthy and being mentally ready for the next opportunity that comes along. The relaunch of this site is part of that, as is easing back into having social media pages again.
The big difference this time is that it’ll be much more focused and much less time-consuming. It’s not about the ‘Mike Kilpatrick brand’ because I still think that sounds too wanky and that I take myself too seriously. But I’ll be using social media to share more about me, my story, what I can do for anyone who gives me a job – as well as updates on what’s going on with my life and my latest grand plans.
And so to my goals. The immediate one is obvious, and that’s to find a job that doesn’t require a massive step back from my current role. But that’s for LinkedIn and not for a blog that will have copious amounts of swearing – and bad music – on it.
Before I got injured I signed up (again) for the Auckland Half Marathon Series and the full 42km Auckland Marathon. As is evidenced by the photo at the top, it’s pretty clear my fitness has suffered badly in the four months since I last ran outdoors so the full marathon has been ruled out of scope and I’ve switched to the half marathon in the hope I can walk and run the distance.
This is pretty hard to take given that this time last year I was just a couple of days from my first ever 21km training run – and just weeks away from running my first ever half marathon in Devonport.
But, as I’ve learned, you adapt, you change your plans, you try again. And again. And again. And again. And so I’ve got something new on my list of things to tick off – and that’s the 21km at the Tarawera Ultramarathon.
I first considered signing up for the 50km but that’s an insane thing to do when you’ve never done more than 21km before – so, all being well and providing I have a new job to pay for the entry fee, I’ll tackle a half-marathon trail run next February. I blame watching World’s Toughest Race: Eco-Challenge Fiji for this new-found love of running off-road.
And that’s just the start. There’s more planned. I’ve started working on a screenplay based on losing half of my weight to become a pro-wrestler and I’m also toying with the idea of writing a memoir around the same. And then there’s the Tartan Noir novel I planned last year when I visited the beautiful Dunedin for the first time for the Celtic Noir festival.
Now all I need to do is ignore the 115 hours I’ve put into Assassin’s Creed Odyssey and the (I’m guessing) 20 hours or so I need to finish The Fate of Atlantis add-on. Should be easy, right? Easier than today’s 5km run, at least!
I’d better get to it.