And the state of the NHS was very
much to the fore at last week’s hustings event for Greater Manchester’s first elections for an elected mayor. I represented the University who were joint hosts alongside
the RCN and AbbVie (the main sponsor). All 3 main political parties were
represented, and they faced an invited audience of health care service
providers, policy makers, local authorities and patient groups from across the
North West. I was pleased to be able to ask 3 questions around research and
innovation, both how research might be better funded and what it might be aimed at
changing. I am passionate about research and have been ever since I got my PhD some 17 years ago.
Being awarded a PhD was something I never imagined I would experience. Whilst I was immensely
proud of this achievement, these days my pride comes from having the opportunity to help others achieve
their PhD dreams. To date I have supervised 23 doctoral students through to
completion and have 3 more who, all being well, will complete this year. In
those early days after gaining my PhD I went through all the usual ‘bursting
with pride’ things (or showing off as my Mum would say) – a sign saying Dr for
my office, new business cards, changing my email signature, and of course I insisted
that everyone called me Dr, which eventually became Dr T. Which I liked.
I liked being reminded of this
notion. I hadn’t got on with the running experiment, and increasingly the
reason I had taken up running began to challenge me. Let me explain. We have an annual 10k run in Salford.
This year the University celebrates 50 years of being a University and we had
secured running numbers from 1967 - 2017 so that we could field 50 runners. The
senior leadership team are expected to participate (although this has never
been spoken out aloud) and that meant I felt I had to get into training and be
ready for the September run.
New shoes and running gear was
purchased and W was cajoled into being my running partner and every weekend
since Christmas we have gone out and run – each run getting a little longer. Although
it was good too exercise – particularly when it was cold, dark and wet outside,
I never felt the same satisfaction with running as I do when walking. And I never got
to a point of experiencing the DRT as described in Pullen’s book, whereas that
is a familiar experience whilst walking. So yesterday I decided that I would
stop running, and use the freed up time to continue walking (Fitbit tells me on
average I walk 13k a day).
I also now think my original
reason for taking up running was somewhat flawed – I am a good corporate
citizen and fully understand the need for role modelling and conformity, but I know
I should have said NO to participating in the 10k run earlier. I am not sure
why I didn’t. I have nothing to prove and I am more content with my Self and my
Self in relation to others than I have ever been. And after all, I am not standing on a burning
platform of career advancement, quite the opposite. So I am saying goodbye to
DRT the running - but I will hang on to my number plate for a little while
longer.
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