A million miles per hour…

This week has been no mean feat. 

It has been hard, it has been brutal, there have been tears, there have been beers and there have been cheers. 

With highs and lows and a whole bunch of new experiences and learning processes to navigate, I have been finding myself feeling as though I’m in a car that is driving a million miles per hour; the possibility of crashing at just about any point. 

Yet, it seems that at the point where I think the car will crash, the driver regains control, and is once again cool, calm and collected. 

What I’m trying to say is that this week SCA has been exhausting, exhilarating and unpredictable. 

If it were predictable, then it might soon become boring. 

One of my close friends said to me “Even from the website, you can tell it’s an all or nothing place”, which just about sums it up!

Each day I come home exhausted, my brain throbbing with thoughts, ideas bouncing around in my head. Maybe this would lead you to think that my sleep pattern is disturbed or that I would really struggle to sleep? You couldn’t be further from the truth if you were thinking those things. 

Since starting SCA, my sleep has been better than it has in ten years. 

I am exhausted by the time I get home. 

BUT…

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I can feel myself growing, cringing as I write this, sponging, inhaling, trying to take as much in as I possibly can. The weekends are now spent sifting through those learnings, and reflecting on what I have learned, and then telling everyone and his brother, in any way I can, how to do the same!