when shit goes wrong because I never come here to write about it - tres bizarre as it is my blog (a dumping ground if you will).
No fleeing to the mines has taken place yet. After the post of freaking-the-hell-out-because-oh-my-god-i'm-going, my app got pushed back by another two weeks for some reason and then ensued what can only be described as: a) the gods sending me some really HUGE signs, or, b) an unfortunate turn of events.
In the last three weeks there have been no less than three deaths on mine sites, not just any old random mine sites, all the sites are owned by the same company (yep, the one I am supposed to be working for) AND ... *big breath* 2 of those deaths have been within the last seven days.
For me this means hiatus. How long? Don't know. They have to go through all their safety and training procedures and as you can imagine, that is a lot of paperwork. Thats all I am going to say about that for now.
Training is going well, I haven't seen any major gains in muscle mass for a week or two but then I am staring at it every day willing my googies to grow. I know I could have been training harder, but at the same time while I am living the sessions, I know I am not slacking off either. I guess it is just time to take it to the next level of pain.
Well, thats it for now - hopefully all the crisis will fade so that I can spend a bit more time here - things are just a bit meh, pffffft and harrumph - apologies are always forthcoming
xx