Looking forward.

It's a new year and for some reason, my body has decided to get sick.  I think I caught it from a guest at our traditional New Year's Eve quiet evening with friends thing.  Damn her.  So, here I am trying to flush out my system with tea, vegetable soup, bread, juices, and ice cream.  There's got to be some sort of reward.

So what does a new year bring?  I don't know.  I started by kinda worrying that I don't have a lot of work lined up.  Until this afternoon when I booked 5 gigs for the next two weeks.  I really need to stop worrying and just letting it happen.  I get asked to work for a reason.  I need to understand that I will get asked first when work opens up.

Have I really entered the forefront of most of my employer's minds?  Maybe.  Or is it because I continue to update them on my availability in a methodical yet gentle way.  Maybe.  Or is it my skills that have them asking me to be part of their events team?  I hope.  Or is everyone else just away?  I'm fine with that.

Whatever it is, I think I deserve it.  I've worked hard this past year in establishing myself in the New York City catering community.  I've taken on many positions at far less than what others would.  I went out of my way to help companies when they are in dire need of help.  And throughout all of it, I've remained positive and supportive.  I am glad many companies are seeing that.

So what lies ahead?  I need to be more aggressive and assertive in getting what I want.  I need to build more confidence in my skills as a catering event lead chef.  I need to get better at networking and establishing myself as a freelance cook with clients who pay in a higher echelon.  I need to get a business card.

There is much to be thankful for this past year.  I am truly grateful for all the good stuff that came my way.  Despite the lousy first couple of days.  Later.

Labels: inspiration, Realism, Thankful

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So many choices

 One of the perks of working out at a gym in the City is the eye candy that is on parade.  Unfortunately, the eye candy at my gym location is non-existent.  Once in a blue moon, you get a hottie working out.  But that's about it.  It's slightly disheartening.

Don't get me wrong.  I still get a workout in at least 5 days a week.  But truthfully, it would be more of an incentive if I had something nice to look at in between sets.  And, as they say, you can't improve on what you do if you have no inspiration.  I think that's what they say.

I worked out at a different location yesterday and was pleasantly surprised by the "inspiration".  Of course, this location was in the middle of the gay ghetto.  Just sayin'.  And, of course, the clothes were tighter, the bodies were harder, and the boys were not ashamed to show it off.  It was fun.  It was entertaining.  And it certainly provided incentive.

Maybe that's what I need to do:  start going to other locations.  Mine is just downright depressing.  Truth is, one of my membership perks is being able to go to any location in the City.  I should take advantage of that.  Later.

Labels: inspiration, working out

  ¶ 11:19 AM 0 comments