When I mentioned about Hazel going to kindy, I hinted at a little something I had coming up.  Something just for me.  Well, two months of keeping you in suspense later I am ready to write about it.  Not because it was a secret.  But because I was so so BUSY.  Turns out adding something just for me takes up a lot of extra time. A lot = all of it.  And I can say, it was very worth it.

I have a dream to one day make a major career change, and I had a strong feeling I would like to go in the direction of physical therapy.  In the US, this is a doctorate position that will require a year of prerequisite work before I can enter the 3-year full-time degree.  Four years.  That’s a long time.  And having only worked professionally as an engineer (and cashier, ice cream scooper, shopping cart fetcher, and international studies student advisor), how was I to know this would even be a good move?

Last year a friend of mine shared her experience training to be a personal trainer.  She attended several weekends of a course and came to our baby meetups with all kinds of facts and interesting things about fitness.  As a registered nurse, she linked what she learned to her medical degree.  Being interested in fitness myself, I would often monopolize her attention on our weekly walks, and together we would push our strollers and talk about personal training.  I got the info for the course, and when it came up again in Penang this year I went for it.

I figured becoming a personal trainer is a great way to learn if I like working with people, their bodies and their most intimate goals and aspirations regarding their physical self.  Learning to motivate someone in this capacity would allow me to build confidence in undertaking several years of school to achieve my career change goal.  Guess what I learned in the course?  I LOVE this stuff, and want to know more and more.

In the meantime, I also got a little taste of what it’s like to be a working mom.  I was away from my family every weekend for 6 weeks straight.  I spent 2-3 hours a day with my books.  Meals suffered, and Miles watched a LOT of Thomas the Train.  My correspondence ceased, I couldn’t get a moment to skype or return most emails and I completely fell off the blogging wagon.  The kids got clingy (especially Hazel), and I got sick from being run down.  Because I was away all weekend and studying evenings, Tim and I had minimal interaction.  People say being a SAHM is hard, being a working mom is HARD.

Back to the good stuff.  I found I really like the idea of personal training, and I am going to try and work with a few friends to see if I would enjoy this as a career. Maybe not forever, but in the interim, I am certified and can start now.  Also, I have a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction from completing this study.  I feel like my brain has been training, and is sharp and strong.

So, that’s where I’ve been.  We also went to Singapore, again, which I will write about in a travel update soon.