Forgive me for being absent, but I’ve had a very sick tiny demon to deal with for the last week and a half. My hands were full to the brim and I was guzzling coffee simply to stay awake since her sleep schedule was all over the place thanks to her very stuffy nose. However, there has also been some very exciting things occurring simultaneously, which can finally be revealed now that everything has been made official.
I’m making a very big career change from veterinary medicine to personal trainer.
I fully intended on returning to my job. In fact, I was only looking into working as a trainer part time, however, with this new change I will now have a much more flexible schedule which will ultimately help me with tiny demon in the long run.
It’s strange to think I will not be returning to the hospital and once again living in scrubs. I love my job. I love the animals. I love the people I worked with. It has been the most positive experience I’ve had working at this hospital. Previous hospitals were full of high school drama. This was the first hospital I worked for that felt cohesive for the most part.
But, that being said, the life of working for a veterinary hospital is tough. The hours are long and you rarely get out on time. Many clients are extremely nasty and argumentative. Many clients cannot afford services that are needed which puts us in an awkward position. The stress is very real and overall you eventually start to feel emotionally drained after seeing so many “sad” cases. Far too many times I would go home frustrated from case or another that could have been preventable, etc. Eventually you just burn out.
Even then, when I started this journey to get my NASM accreditation, I still was set to go back to working in the hospital. But as my maternity leave started to dwindle I started getting nervous about working those long days again. Not getting out on time, which used to not be a big deal, now is because I want to finish work and go home to my tiny demon.
So with a sad heart I finally handed in my letter of resignation to my job. With 2 weeks left of my maternity leave, I wanted to give them some time to find someone else. I had been on several interviews until I finally settled on working at a gym that was very close to home and only requires me to be at the gym to train clients at my availability. Training starts Friday.
I am both eager and nervous to make the switch obviously. It’s a giant change. And I will absolutely have to hustle in order to get clients. But this is only the start. I can’t wait to work with fellow moms, moms to be, and whomever else in order to get them fit, healthy and the right frame of mind.
I am a prime example of a tired, busy mommy. And if I can do it, they can do it, if they have the right mindset and drive.
These next few months are going to be far from easy. But I know this is ultimately the best choice for myself, but for my family.