Sweet success on many counts right now in my life. Good deal indeed.
- Excellent run this morning
- Had my first physical in an embarrassingly long time yesterday
- Less stress about my classes / independent study
- I have a dress for The Bash (which is this Friday)
I am swamped with work but I’ve just been in a good mood this past week. Not quite sure why but I think it has to do with my overall anxiety level being lowered through social interaction (aka partying more).
But my running has yet to suffer. This morning, on a SUNNY (!) 38* morning I banged out NINE miles. Guess that I forgot about any type of cutback? Heh. My legs were felt pretty fresh despite not getting much sleep and my pace was 5 seconds under “goal easy” and a whole 30 seconds faster than yesterday’s run! Guess some of you were sending some pretty strong good-running vibes my way. Thanks 🙂
In all honesty, however, it was a pretty mundane run. One of those runs where when you look at the stats at the end it’s excellent but you wouldn’t be able to tell it based on the actual running process. I didn’t really feel that fast or anything. I just felt like I was going along. Not very fast but not turtle speed either. So I was wicked surprised when I looked at the time after my (planned) 6.2. I made the decision to add a 2.8 loop to it because if I kept up the pace I still could finish it in time for my 0830 Spanish lab (and since it’s the TA teaching it there was no way in hell I was missing it haha).
And just to expand on other the other successes on my above list:
I’ve decided to take the audit in my physio class. There’s no way that I can continue to feel balance in my life while working 4x as much on one class. With the audit it’ll look like I was really interested in the class and that I was going above and beyond my regular coursework on my transcript which will reflect nicely. I’m also getting my ducks in a row with the independent study and actually beginning to put together my slide show. Very bare bones at the moment but I’m physically producing something which is nice.
And on a school note (and this is just me complaining /oversharing a bit): I had to watch the most pornographic french film ever: “L’amant” (The lover). Like serious full sex scenes. I was watching it with 4 other kids in my class (all freshmen) in the LIBRARY. Can you say awkward?
So yesterday I had to go home for my last physical with my pediatrician (sad face). It went alright, nothing surprising. Routine, right down to the 45 minute wait in the exam room. But my doctor is pretty awesome and wants to help me with med school stuff, so I can’t get too mad. But I apparently needed a tetanus booster? Ouch! So now, even though I updated my medical file with a physical I cannot move my right arm at all. Well maybe a little but it feels like I have a “dead arm”. Not fun.
While at home I also decided to raid my sister’s closet for a dress I could wear to The Bash, the semi-formal fall event that we have at my school and I found what I wanted:
I’m a lot taller than her (but much less bustier) so the dress hits me mid-thigh and I had my mom tuck the sides a bit so I don’t fall out of it but I think I’m going to look goooood. Holler. Maybe Hot-Spanish-TA will be at The Bash too? Unfortunately no updates on that front.
Oh and a bunch of ppl asked me what “real person age” is. It’s 23. Simply because it’s the first birthday many ppl hit right out of college when they’re in the real world. People definitely view you differently when you’re 23 vs 22. Kind of like they expect you to be mature. Like that will ever happen!
And I think I missed the Facts of Life yesterday. OOPS!
51. As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
52. Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
53. It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
54. I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
55. I think that if, years down the road when I’m trying to have a kid, I find out that I’m sterile, most of my disappointment will stem from the fact that I was not aware of my condition in college.