Closing Recovery and Patience, Opening Fun and Adventure

I love the holidays.  There's nothing that makes me soooo happy and sooo incredibly frustrated simultaneously.  I survived Thanksgiving dinner without eating meat.  I thought being "vegetarian" (flexitarian, pescatarian whatever fancy label I fall under while I'm trying to be healthy) would be tricky, but Thanksgiving sides are amazing.  And I took a poll and realized that most people don't even like Thanksgiving turkey.  Anyways, I ate so much I needed to get my but in motion.  Once I stood between my dad and the TV long enough I was able to convince him to take me to the gym, and I had an amazing treadmill run at my old meathead gym.

I finally feel like I live in Boston, I came home and everything was pretty much the same, but everything was so different.  My brother and his girlfriend moved in together.  They're starting to make the suburbs look not so scary.  Their problems are actually hilarious.  My brother moved in with a bed frame and six gaming systems, and she moved in with 1,000 boxes.  My favorite addition of hers is her five Christmas trees.  My brother's rule for her is "One in, two out."

One running annoyance snuck up on me that I thought for sure I was done with... Shin splints.  How did they find me?!  I haven't had them in months.  The last three runs, I've been basically running through them trying not to notice they were happening.  And then it hit me, I need new shoes!!  I've run out a pair of shoes.  I know this is cheesy, but I was thinking about how far I've come in these shoes.  I was bored, broke, and lonely.  Now I'm anything but bored, still broke (but on my way to making money!!), and being lonely sometimes doesn't bother me anymore.  Now I get to buy new shoes, and see where these next ones take me.  For my next pair of shoes, I want to focus on fun and adventure.  I'm closing the chapter on recovery and patience.

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Distractions

I'm 28!! First run as a 28 year old: check.

I've taken some time off running ... not on purpose, but because if I didn't stop running I'd have to stop sleeping, eating, or showering.  I can not believe how time consuming school has become.  I'm done with final exams, FINALLY, and I've already finished my first three classes of grad school.  I'm not sure how people with no business background are able to pass these exams, I've taken these classes before, and it was a lot of work for me.  I feel like school hasn't fully taken into consideration the fact that we are supposed to be looking for jobs.  We have 18 hours of class a week ... and 2-3 hours of homework for every hour in class.  Which means, I am studying roughly 60 hours on the short end.  So I've decided how to deal with this ... I just stopped studying for some things.  But I'm finding a direct correlation between studying and passing exams.  Whenever I study, I get an A.  Otherwise, I barely pass.  So now I'm just trying to balance all this and learn about hospitals and make new friends and get a beer every so often and I have barely had any time to think about having a relationship!

I didn't dimples again this weekend, but I did figure out his name.  This could be a distraction ... I think I need to decide if it's a distraction that I want.

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