One mile!!! I'm going so slow. I hate it. I really don't know anyone who is alright with setbacks, and I know I need to just figure out a way to deal with it ... But right now this makes me super crabby. Getting back to 100% myself is taking forever. I'm in the middle of internship searching now, and I am waiting to hear from a really big hospital in Boston that is my first choice. It makes me so nervous to wait and wait and wait ... I've been working on this for so long ...
The more I talk to people in consulting, the more I realize that all the money, hotel status, airline miles, crazy travel plans, free amex points ... I was going to say aren't worth it, but then I realized that I really miss those things. I have a good friend here, who was also interviewing for a consulting position and said to me, "We should both go! It would be so fun! We can hang out all summer!" I freaked out a little bit. We use to have a name for this when I was in consulting, "Work Husband." You eat breakfast, lunch and dinner together, you share a car, you go to the gym together, you work next to each other, you're in the same hotel ... I've made some good friends this way, but then we always go home on the weekends and after a year we live in different states. I always had a love hate relationship with it. I was overpaid, learning a lot, and traveling all over the world. But "date night" ment facetiming my boyfriend while I had room service alone in my hotel. Everytime I wanted to walk away from it, I would get a raise or a promotion or a new project somewhere awesome and stay. Being gone so much put so much space between me and my boyfriend at the time that I remember getting a huge raise (~$10,000) and not even telling him. I'm not sure why exactly I didn't tell him, but he just didn't seem to understand. My work husband knew though ...
Recovery from running injuries is a frustrating process ... But I will do it. I just get up and decide it's time to run again. Sometimes I'm fine, and sometimes my knee hurts or I am so exhausted I can't breathe when I run, but I always get through it. Rearranging my life is the same. I go back and forth on missing someone who I know is not good for me, and I go back and forth about a career that I also know is not good for me. I guess I need to just learn from running. Make the decision. Just do it, and be done. I don't want another work husband, I think I'd be happier with a real one.
298 Miles Down 18 Miles to Go
No comments:
Post a Comment