Quoting Colbie Caillat goes against most everything I believe in; however, there is a time and a place to compromise my assumptions on right and wrong: to bend the rules in the oh so delicate manner that I do. Turns out, I enjoy more Colbie than not... she may know a thing or two that my rigid values will not typically allow.
Monday, December 12, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
"I'll sing you a song, I'll light a candle"
He yelled from the front of a bar lining sixth street in Austin. Jessica couldn't find her wallet so we were not able to make the mistake of staying out too late before running a half marathon. We did stay out until about 11. I was falling asleep while driving to our hotel. A nice little room overlooking a lake in the outskirts of Austin. We woke the next morning and dined; looking out over the lake toward a gloomy, raining morning, very Seattle- esque. Without fail, we would arrive late to the race after being misguided by our telephone GPS. We actually saw all of our fellow runners going the opposite direction as we drove to the starting area.
The course had more hills than expected. They were in excess of the amount alluded to by knowledgeable runners. I wanted to quit and do the 10K instead but, fortunately, Jess did not give me that option. I'll have to remember to thank her for that (once more) in the future one day. We walked the middle portion of the race. The last two miles were a swift pace and difficult to complete. I suppose I should be impressed by the things that a person is capable of, when failure is not an option. I wanted to fail, I even wanted to stop during the LAST two miles. We did not stop. I can be proud of that.
I thought I was going to fail out of school that week. I failed radiology hard. It was not a dramatic fail, characterized by not reaching my expectations. It was an actual, take your breathe away, fail requiring completion of the paperwork associated with failing. Somehow, something happened that allowed me to pass the second exam. I may believe it was due to fairies or something equally ridiculous. I was so convinced that my dreams had expired. I was so convinced that I had actually started thinking about where they (the CG) would station me and what I would do next. I questioned if I could find myself happy. Could I be happy working in prevention or if I would try to get a response gig? I considered if I could rent my friend's house up in the Suex. Fortunately, to date, I do not have to answer these hypotheticals.
The course had more hills than expected. They were in excess of the amount alluded to by knowledgeable runners. I wanted to quit and do the 10K instead but, fortunately, Jess did not give me that option. I'll have to remember to thank her for that (once more) in the future one day. We walked the middle portion of the race. The last two miles were a swift pace and difficult to complete. I suppose I should be impressed by the things that a person is capable of, when failure is not an option. I wanted to fail, I even wanted to stop during the LAST two miles. We did not stop. I can be proud of that.
I thought I was going to fail out of school that week. I failed radiology hard. It was not a dramatic fail, characterized by not reaching my expectations. It was an actual, take your breathe away, fail requiring completion of the paperwork associated with failing. Somehow, something happened that allowed me to pass the second exam. I may believe it was due to fairies or something equally ridiculous. I was so convinced that my dreams had expired. I was so convinced that I had actually started thinking about where they (the CG) would station me and what I would do next. I questioned if I could find myself happy. Could I be happy working in prevention or if I would try to get a response gig? I considered if I could rent my friend's house up in the Suex. Fortunately, to date, I do not have to answer these hypotheticals.
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