I had my first day of Rural Fire Brigade training on Wednesday and came home with temporary firefighting gear that will do until I can get properly fitted gear.
There was also a presentation on grass fires and tactics that go with fighting them. Keep one foot in the black we were told, so if there is a sudden change in wind direction you won't get caught between a fast moving grass fire and unburnt fuel. Also, wear your gear. All of your gear, all of the time. There was a video recounting the story of an Oklahoma firey who went too fast towards a fire, trying to get on top of it before it could spread. He wasn't wearing all his gear and he got into a bad position by trapping himself on the fire side of a barbed wire fence between the flank of the fire and heaps of dry grass. When the wind changed, he was caught between the fire and the fence, and without his gear he was burned badly enough that he died the next day.
So yesterday I did a workout whilst wearing my gear, including my helmet.
YW: Row 400m, run 400m, 20 kettlebell swings, 2 flights of stairs farmers walk w 15 kg in each hand, 10 burpees - 5 rounds. I call it "Fired Up." I got some funny and occasionally disapproving looks from people, but then I thought "would you rather I DIDN'T do this?"
My studies are going fine, and I'm most of the way through the Cert III textbook. This part of my qualification shouldn't take long.
NBS, after languishing for ages, has now gotten a sort of takeover offer. They aren't proposing to buy up the company's stock. They want to buy all the assets and then a dividend can be paid to shareholders. With this, I'm out. I've been trying to get out, but with the stock price jumping 25% today I will be able to get more for my shares than I would have if I hadn't cancelled an order five minutes before the market opened this morning. I don't trust management not to screw up the sale or to pay the shareholders the proceeds. I would trust them to burn up the cash on themselves, however. Luckily, I have held the shares long enough to vote against the directors up for election and their pay increases.
VMG now has options on the market, and in addition to the ones I was granted, I bought more. An announcement of the terms of sale of a subsidiary is imminent, and it should mean a large cash infusion for the company. This should be reflected in an increased share price, and a magnified increase in option price given the lower price compared to the shares. I'll sell these after that announcement comes through or when the share price recovers and circumstances are advantageous.
Off to an ordination tomorrow for Renaissance Priest. Also Ginger Harpist is leaving. I don't like the atmosphere around her now that her guy is living here, but they move out tomorrow and the kettle will remain plugged in. Our household BBQ is going ahead, technically, but only Roxy and Esky have people coming. With the ordination in Goulburn and another party that a number of friends are already committed to, I thought I would have a better time elsewhere. There will be another party, perhaps on Australia Day like earlier this year, in the new year once the new arrivals are settled.
I did some media preparation for Black Dog Pushups in Canberra, which will likely be done next week provided I am fit. I won't do as many as in Sydney, but I will still do a lot. I will be contacting local TV, radio, and newspapers ahead of time, and Tweeting the day before to a number of politicians and sports teams in the hopes of getting it to go viral. I also received my Black Dog Pushups business cards (and consulting business cards, but BDP is more interesting in the short term.)
I was also asked at a former work function on Wednesday night if I would be interested in offering group training sessions during sitting weeks in the morning or in the evening. These former colleagues, passing the hat around, could be my first clients.
There are now four jobs that I am being put forward for. I rang the agency that set me up with the two "you're too political" job interviews and mentioned how much this bothered me. In a round about way, I asked if there was any point in looking for any public service jobs. I probably will (this is Canberra) but my estimation of the institution is low right now.
Also, running is fun. Running in the rain is more fun. Running in the rain when you cannot possibly get any more wet is awesome fun.