Measured Motion

Tag: professional development

  • Panic to practice

    Last reviewed: 05 October 2025

    Week one: done. I walked in with a fresh mind, too much coffee, and that weird mix of nerves and anticipation. I walked out on Friday a little tired and a lot more sure why I’m here.

    Subjective assessment came first. The lecturer had that rare gift: he made the “boring bits” feel like foundations instead of forms. He was also the funniest person I’ve met—and the funniest lecturer I’ve had. The humour didn’t undercut the work; it loosened the room so the hard ideas could land. Fewer, better questions. Long pauses that weren’t awkward, just kind. Listen until the picture is clear enough to be safe. I could feel my shoulders drop.

    By mid‑week we were on objective assessment and patient‑centred approaches. The practicals were fun in the way a cold pool is fun—shock first, then you start swimming. I liked seeing the line from the classroom to someone’s actual day. Hands on, head on.

    This is nothing like my undergrad. I’m in uni five days a week, and everything we cover has somewhere to land. Monday/Tuesday were lectures/seminars. Wednesday/Thursday, the ideas grew legs. Friday was the exhale where I noticed what stuck and what I only heard.

    I didn’t do much anatomy this week. Welcome Week and settling in ate the evenings. It picks up again now: small daily reps, hip and knee first, nerves out loud until I can say them without peeking.

    New city, new rhythm. The cohort helps—good people, easy to be around. And Birmingham keeps surprising me: every street feels like a different biome. I’m promising myself I’ll explore on weekends instead of just talking about it.

    Looking ahead: next week is neuro with a side of MSK. It looks busy (mild panic), but I’ll keep the work small and consistent.

    —J

  • Keys, Coffee, Campus

    Last reviewed: 27 September 2025

    First lecture is Monday, 29 September. The days before it have been small and practical: walking the campus until I stop checking the map every corner, finding a coffee spot by the labs that doesn’t taste like ambition and regret, and meeting a handful of the people I’ll be learning with. The nerves and excitement keep swapping places. That feels about right.

    I activated my Chartered Society of Physiotherapy student membership this week and circled the CSP Student Conference at ICC Wales. I like the idea of seeing what students are building now—tiny methods, tidy audits—and using that to tune my own standards. Conferences aren’t magic; they’re a room full of good questions. I’m collecting mine.

    Anatomy-wise, I’ll be honest: I barely touched it this week. Welcome Week and moving in took the oxygen. I chose the social map over the muscle map, and I’m okay with that. It picks up again next week. The aim isn’t trivia; it’s becoming a dependable anatomy hero—small daily reps, clear lines of force, nerves I can say without peeking.

    I also posted on LinkedIn again—second one this week. The first went up on Monday (it was meant for Saturday, but the move won the weekend). Mostly friends and uni people liked it, which was exactly what I needed: proof the world doesn’t end when you press Publish. Today’s one was easier; the noise was quieter. If you’re there and care about neat notes and kinder practice: hello.

    If you’re also a week out and the nerves are loud: walk your campus till it feels smaller, pick a coffee you can stick with, and choose one question to bring to Monday. That’s enough.

    —J

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