Did I say perseverance?
A word chosen wisely, if I say so myself.
Barely one week into the new year and personal tenacity has been put to the test already: on the cycling front, the work front and the governor front.
Cycling: three outings in three days, all brilliant, all exhilarating, all rather chilly. And since when has the latter stopped anyone, in any case, provided you are wearing sufficient layers? Exactly. Bring it on.
Work: one client testing patience, one non-responsive, one slow burner. Alternating between wanting to shout, smile, stomp my foot and breathe deeply for quite a long time. Never mind, keep the goals in focus.
Governor: one word. Ofsted. One response: preparedness. And we were, despite being slightly thrown at the timing - it is never ideal - and the demands for additional paperwork (hello? digital times at the DfE? it would seem not yet) and further evidence of impact. Apparently noting children's increased participation in sporting events, winning swimming galas and cross-country borough races, and being awarded a silver sports mark for physical activities with regard to the PE grant given to schools was deemed not quite relevant enough. Or possibly that was my interpretation of their comments. Who knows?
The whole process was intense, stressful, enlightening and insightful. To be fair HMI were very thorough yet fair, professional at all times and eventually showed their 'human' façade in their feedback. Best comment was at the end when one of the inspectors, acknowledging the anxious and onerous process, said it might be more helpful if Ofsted renamed themselves.
I hear Boaty McBoatface is available for copyright again.
But it is now over and we are pleased. I am permitted to say no more until the official report is released.
In the meantime, perseverance.
Because I have absolutely no idea what day it is any more.